Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-04-01
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Il reckon you amt 0000 NO naIM,
Dick" said Colonel Todhunter. "Are
we ssttin' any news Of how the other
side regards Bill strickland's candi-
dacy?"
"Wen, colonel" grinned the Blades
editor, there's some mighty amusing
surface indications. They haven't lost
any time springing one old moss grown
political trick on US at any rate. sir"
what trick 10 thatY' quickly asked
the other.
why, sir, they've induced Hamp
hudson Of Carthage and Judge Sanford
OF Bowling Green to come out. both Of
'em, in the race for the nomination.
Each Of 'em will take votes away from
Colonel Strickland. It's an old move,
but shrewd one. colonel. They know
Yancey will get the solid vote always
controlled by the machine. and they're
working to divide the rest between
Strickland. hudson and Sanford. sir"
"Ill be eternally condemned. Dick
vociferated Colonel Todhunter. "if I'd
ha' believed either Hamp Judson or
Jim Sanford would lend themselves to
such game, sub. l hate to think 1t
Of 'em now. even on your say So"
1T isn't my say so. colonel. It's the
cold facts" replied Dick Cantrill.
"Judson and Sanford both entered the
race within twenty-four hours after
Colonel Strickland announced his can
didacy down there in st. Louis. They
know they haven't got the ghost Of 4
show for the nomination. All they're
working for is to get solid with the old
Jefferson City ring by helping to defeat
Colonel Strickland. I'd be willing to
bet that their campaign expenses down
to the last dollar on the last day will
be paid by Yancey's campaign man
ayers. SIR"
Colonel Todhunter looked ut the
speaker Indignantly. And you're
a-scttin' there calmly. SUM-" he inquir-
ed. "knowin' these things and not NOV
in finger to expose their game?"
Colonel" replied Dick Cantrill.
laughter in his eyes. don't you be I'M
easy. I've got my end of the fight
started. At the proper moment. and
that moment isn't far OF. you'll see
Hamp Judson and Judge Sanford
jumping and bowling at every crack
of the Blades whip, sir. I'll make 'em
the two sickest men in Missouri be-
fore I'm through with EN-"
THAT sounds like business cried
Colonel Todhunter. much relieved.
"Give it to 'em good and hard. Dick"
A little later. crossing the town
square, Colonel Todhunter held coun-
sci with himself.
"Well. subj" he said. 1.-THE owner Of
q newspaper ought to flop down on his
marrowbones every night and pray,
Our Father, deliver us from tempta-
ton He can help or hurt crooked
men more'n any other one influence,
and they know it. He sure must have
a hard tight to keep straight. The
longer he stays virtuous the more
they're willin' to pay for him. I'm
glad I amt in the business, sub. Old
satan's got grip holds enough on me
ss 1t Is"
The colonel was still deep in phil
osophic musings, not moro than half
way across the town square, when he
was interrupted by genial hail.
"Howdy, Kunnl Todhunter; howdy,
sub. You sho'ly amt gwine walk right
p'intedly pas me 'thout sayin' howdy
to you old Ant Mirandy, is yo'. subj"
The speaker was a fat. gray wooded
black woman. festively arrayed in q
gaudy calico dress. bandanna hand
kerchief knottcd around her head like
a turban. big market basket on her
arm.
"Well. we'll, Amt Mirandy" return
ed the colonel. u amt seen you for so
long that reckon wouldn't ha'
known you anyway, you're iookin' so
peart and gayly. How are you, Miriam
dy, and how's that no count husband
Of your'n?"
The ancient negress cackled joyously.
II tell yo' de gospel trufe, Kunn'l Tod
hunter, and sho ain tellin' you no
lies-dat ar wufess ole man O. mine
am sutt'nly mighty trifin', sub. He
gittin' wuss'n wuss ever day, too. kun
nj. Whit you reckon done happ'n to
him now. sub? Well, jes gwine tell
yo'. Dat ole Jed been out fishin' an
come traipsin' back home wild de roo
matis'. sub. an layin' fat on he back
gruntin' an groanin' lax he gwine die
ever mint, subj"
you're too easy on him, Mirandy.
That's the trouble" laughed the colo
nell "You ought to take broomstick
and wallop him till he amt too proud
to work. the old rascal! Quit cookin'
such good vitties for him. Mfrandy. and
let him so hungry for awhile!!"
Old Mirandy rolled her eyes heaven
ward "lunnl Todhunter." she CUR
gled. II jes' nachully KANT do dat. sub.
faint dat ole Jed don't Serve 1t, kase
he do. but he sho kin put up SIGH po'
mouf, sub. He's de mos mizzabul mig
ger on a ENTITY stummuck. sub. dat
amt got de heart to fuse him whep he
say he hungry. Dass de fac, kunn'l-
l jes' amt got de heart. subj"
well. but. good Lord. Afirandy. y6n
must be put to 1t mighty hard to tend
to your washin' and look after thnt
triflin' old scoundrel at the same time"
II sho' is, kunnl. amt nebber had
no baby what's mo- trubble'nv dat ar
old Jed. Whuss doin' now, sub, but
rubin dat ole FOOLS j'ints wild lini-
ment whilst l oughter be right at my
washtub all my time. sub? tell you.
sub, got to scrabble TO- libbin'
wuss'n a scratchin' hen desc he0h