The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1913-09-18

John Dunmeade. having reached
home, put his horse away in the stable.
It was past II o'clock and he was
tired. Rnt he was not sleepy and
he hated to 60 in out of the clear,
still night So he strolled uptown, In
tending to have a pipe with Haig be-
fore going to bed. His way took him
past tho bank just AS Warren stepped
out. The latter stopped.
''Working late. aren't your said
John.
81 often do" He hesitated. Are
you out for a walk?"
Down to Haig's. Will you 20
along?' John asked politely.
"A part Of the way. If you don't
mind. Sometimes, when I've been
working hard. like to talk to some
one to forget myself. How are the pri-
maries going?"
.rbe primaries? Bad. In fact, they
conldn't he worse"
Il thought as much. I'm sorry. I'd
like to see you win"
John WAN Sul ~ iSSO.
supposed you were against me-"
Eve always voted for you. You are
fitted for public service. You have
something apart from mere intellect
and ability. and, far rarer. the capacity
to feel what we all accept in theory
but not in fact-your relation to other
men. I wish | could feel-could have
felt it. Whatever gave you that fine
sixth sense won't let you quit. 1t Will
carry you to the end-through weak
ness and strength"
Something in the mans voice rather
than in what he said arrested Johns In
terest EDO you really think that, War
REM
There are things that one knows"
They halted, having reached the nome
of Silas Hicks. where Haig had his
rooms The cigar Warren had been
smoking had gone out He struck a
match to relight it. He held the fam
ing taper before him for an instant
longer than was necessary and John
could see his face. 1t was composed
but pale. the eyes extraordinarily
bright.
Primary day!
From one end Of the state to the 9th
er the battle ragged between red rost
and white When darkness put an enc
to the sanguinary conflict both sides
were claiming aud neither side had thu
victory The, issue must be removed
for decision to the convention.
Benton county. n Murchell strong
hold. chose its complement Of delegate!
instructed for the Hon. q. Washington
| Jenkins. Also it gave. as 1t thought
John Dulmeade his Quietns.
Senator Murchell and his guest, Jen
kins. received the returns at the for
mers home Jeremy Applegate, too
was there. not overwhelmed as III
should have been by the honor. TO hell
tabuiate reports. Other politicians o
the county dropped in. Once. abou
midnight Jeremy answered ring .
the .less telephone listened to the mes
sage and hung mp the receiver withOu
saying a word.
"What is it," asked some one.
"John Dunmeade's beaten" JereH.
answered shortly.
Murchell looked at the clerk.
Don't seem overjoyed. jeremy"
Jeremy pushed back his chair an
got to his feet He faced Murchell.
81 was thinkin'." he said quaveriDs
~. II was thinkin'. It's shame" III
old body and the cracked. shrill voic
shook with passion. IF you want
know. voted fur him. It's the onl
mans job ever done since l come t
be your heeler. You've beaten al
broken him. the best man this count
ever had. an'-an' you can have III
kicked out Of my job if you like"
, The politicians were too amazed ;
. this unbelievable instance of lese M
ieste even to laugh. Open monthe
they watched him as, quivering wit
defiance and the hate of the oppresse
, he glared at Murchell much as in fo
i mer time he must have confronted tt
J gray charge. They expected nothiI
: less than that the lightnings Won
l blast Jeremy where he stood; hem