The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1913-07-21

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Hardy shook his head. and IN the
movement Klttreli saw bow the strain
Of the campaign had told on him. No.
he wasn't; the way they've been ham,
imering him is something nerce; and
the Telegraph-vell, your cartoons
and all. you know"
But my cartoons In the Telegraph
were rotten, Any work that Is not
sincere. net Intellectually honest"
Hardy interrupted him:
Yes; but. Kit. you're so good that
your rotten is better than most any
'body's best" He smiled, and Kittrell
.blushed and looked away.
Hardy was right. The "Kitr car
'toon. back in the Post, created its SEN
sation. and after It appeared the 20
:litical reporters said II had started a
landslide TO Clayton; that the betting
was TO and no takers, and that II
was all over but the shouting.
That night, as they were at dinner.
the telephone rang, and In 4 minute
Nell knew by Edith's excited and de-
lighted reiteration OF yes" yes"
who had called up. And then he
heard her say:
Indeed will; I'll come every night
and sit in the front seat"
When kittrell displaced Edith at
the telephone. he heard the voice OF
John Clayton. lower in register and
somewhat husky after four weeks
speaking. but more musical than ever
In kittrell's ears when 1t said:
II Just told the little woman. Neil.
that didn't know how TO say It. so 1
wanted her to thank you for me. Il
was beautiful In you, and ] wish 1
were worthy OF It; 1t was simply your
own good soul expressing ITSELF"
And 1t was the last delight to Kit
'trell TO hear that voice and to know
that all was well.
But one question remained unset
tied. Kittrell had been on the Tele-
graph a month. and his contract diff
fered from that ordinarily made by the
members OF a newspaper stan In that
he was paid by the year. though in
monthly instaiiments. Kittreii knew
that he had broken his contract on
grounds which the sordid law would
not See or recognize and the average
court think absurd, aud that the Tele-
graph might legally refuse TO pay him
at all. He hoped the Telegraph
would do this! But It did not: on the
contrary, he received the next day a
check for his months work. He held
, 1t up for Edith's inspection.
! "of course, IN have to send It
I back" he said.
Certainly"
DO you think me quixotic!"
Well, we're poor enough as it is
let's have some luxuries; let's be quiz
otto until after election, at least"
Sure" said Neil: lust what / was
thinking. I'm going TO do cartoon
every day for the Post until election
day, and I'm not going to take a cent.
/ don't want to crowd Banks out, you
Know, and / want TO do my part for
Clayton and the cause, and DO II. Just
once. for the pure love OF the thing"
Those last days OF the campaign
were. indeed, luxuries to Kittrell and
10 Edith. days OF work and fun and ex-
element. AL day Kittrell worked on
his cartoons, and on the evening they
went TO Clayton's meetings. The ex-
perience was revelation 10 them
both-the crowds. the waiting for the
singing OF the automobiles siren, the
wild cheers that greeted Clayton, and
then his speech, his appeals to the best
there was in men. He had never made
such speeches. and long afterward
Edith could hear those cheers and see
the faces OF those workingmen aglow
with the hope. the passion, the fery-
ent religion OF democracy. And those
days came 10 their glad climax that
night when they met at the office OF
the Post to receive the returns.
Late in the .evening Clayton had
made his way, somehow uBnoticed,
through the crowd. and entered the OF.
ice. He was happy in the great trt.
umph he would not accept as personal,
claiming It always for the cause: but
as he dropped into the chair Hardy
pushed toward him, they all saw how
weary he was.
Just at that moment the roar in the
street below swelled to a mighty cres-
cendo. and Hardy cried:
"Look!"
\ They ran to the window, The boys