The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1913-09-15
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|; { ~SEGI7 H =aIEyth1ng you like. We arU
not E16ng 10 besleg1s1ated on the map
bEeSweseNz. helps1f- Strongnas your ma
hchtne 1s, you can't swing Gordon i'll
kagafnsE Reynolds lie we put up the
Fright kdnd Of fight, and when il
HcoxDes@e0 ESmkfn forraetorney general
sYou Simply 9aNent another man in
he.paRtys6Oaput up against him."
you've ssttied this definitely in
kyor o~nSntnd, hEve you Hardwick2'
twas me quiet question I'm sorry.
1--WE beerg6opfng you had learned your
kaess0n-yoa and your tribe. L came
There this evening prepared tos show
kyoa&a5 decezErswaT. ont of your trou-
E6les, ESQ Tar as .this2 state is concern
Fed"
| Again Athe rH3froaAfS magnafe sput ehfs
teIbovs on the r<zblekesdge. 'rWhatfwas
your E1eceRt way major?' he asked,
uafng for tEDs+ 4frstsst1me the courtesy
eGitse by zga4cnrthe&exsenator -~vas-best
known In his home country.
/ II don't uztnd telling you,- though
Eous Win CALI it, old mans foolish
ness I haze~a4gro<Vn. son, McVickar.
ibid youtknOzyethat?
Yes
{
ONE, they tell me. AS I happen to
know, he ts.weII up ON the corporation
side oe-fhe-wgument, andaI have been
! afraid he would marry and settle
down sonsrEhePe in the east I'm
getting old, Hardwick, and I'd like to
have him with me. Out of that no
HiOn grew another said to myself
this: If aEcVtcbarscou1d have a good,
clean cut young. man representing ibis
railroad, a~n1an who not only knew his
business In the courts. but might also
khow how to plead his clients case
before the npublic-ifi AFcV1ckar could
have sUchta man as that for his cor
F.. poratton counsel and would agree to
/ dive somewhere within shouting dis
lance of such. a young mans ideals
we might all be persuaded to bury
the hatchet4 andelfve in peace and am
Hty."
A slow smile spread itself. over the
strong face OF the railway magnate.
<'why didn't you say in the beginning
that you wanted a place for your
boy?''
I'm not saying it now" was the
sober Fetort you forget that you
have just been telling me that you
don't intend TO comply4 with the con-
dition-r
what CONDITION ?"
'-That you turnover a new leaf and
mset the peoples off, this state half
way
There isn't ANY halfway point in
a fight for life You know that as
well as 1 do ButtFve'n give your son
the place gladly
The man who hadAonce -been-his own
foreman of FoundupssStrafghten him
self IN his chair and. smote the table
with his fist.
mo, by thunder,s you won't-not in
a thousand years, McVickarI Maybe
you could buy me-maybe you have
bought me in times past-but you can't
buy that boy Listen and IN tell you
what I'm. going to do. 1 telegraphed
him this afternoon, telling him to
throw up his Job in Boston and come
out here If he comes pretty soon he
will be legally a citizen of the state
before election. You said we didn't
have anybody but Rankin to run for
attorney general I'll show you If we
haven't
Mr.. Hardwick AAIcVickar was not of
those who fight as men beating the
wind. What time the deft waiter was
clearing the table and serving the
small coffees he kept silence, but when
Che time was fully ripe he said what
Where was to be said
you've got us by the nape of the
neck. as usual, Blount," he said.
SsEame your terms"
Il have 1amed them. Get in line
with the new public opinion, and Wen
do what we can for you.''
McVickar had anticipated the thing
which was about to happen, not pre-
Eisely in its present form, perhaps, but
In some form which swould involve the
providing of a place for the senator's
son, and he smiled mwardIy when he
remembered that he had given Gantry
the division traffic manager of the
Transcontinental, instructions to look
up one Evan BIount, a young lawyer,
on his next visit to Boston.
By ali odds it would be better to wait
for Gantry's report before taking any
decided steps in the bargaining with
Evan BIount's father, but unhappily
the crisis had arrived, and quite prob
ably it could not DE postponed. None
the less the vice president tried for the
postponement
You're asking a good deal, Blount,
and you dop't seem to realize it. If
re should agree to meet the people of
this state halfway, as you suggest,
what guaranty have we that we won't
be compelled to go all the way?"
The fine lined wrinkles were appear
Etary BIount eyes
You can't quite rise to the occasion
ran you, Hardwick?'' smiled the boss.
you'd like to be good, of course. but
Ka1t to he cocksnEa beforehand.