The Detroit times., 1913-08-12
CHAPTER XXX.
The Wav OF His Caste,

tiuct shock The insurgent GOV
ernor had trumphed again, but thai
was expected But what az once was
the sensation, attracting even national
attention, was the defeat of James =
Hall. chairman of the most powerful.
committee in Congress, conhdant OF
the Observation-Disclosures IN his nome
constituency. the sober, cautious couh
ties OF the Iowa Reserve, by an oo
scure country editor.
The press buzzed with explanations
II marked the temper of the rural
West: il meant the downfall OF ira
ditional control il was revolutionary
demagogic. Curran was SOCIALIST
anarchist. freethinker, what not NO
body knew exactly. Down in his home
county folk said; We'll, We always
cid sort OF like Wiley Curran out our
way" In the other precincts or the
district they said THAT editor put
up a slashing tight-he comes over
here and gives US facts"
Anyhow. Curran was the regular
party nominee. In Rome the best peo-
pie could not have been more indig'
nant IL one OF the billiard-hali idlers
lad gone into the First National bank
and deliberately kicked Cal Rice on
the shins. It was rumored that Ihau'
deus Tanner, county chairman, VINO
had complacently promised his BALL
wick against the governors league,
was enraged beyond reason. He swore
he would not support Curran the
old-line men would vote for the Demo
cratic candidate, whoever that splnd-
ling county organization put up. even
II it was yellow dog.
The county talked so much OF Cur
rams spectacular victory that II Tor
got the local ticket But all the old
line county officers were nominated
a Tanner slate clean. Young Mr.. van
Hart, nominated without opposition,
was the only new face to be in the
Rome courthouse. Every one approx
ed of young Mr.. Van Hart. a quiet.
reserved, altogether hkable chap-he
would have no opponent from the 9th
er party camp.
The Honorable Thaddeus Tanner
met young Mr.. Van Hart the day al
ter the primary.
well, young man, what the devil
did you mean by allowing this crazy
anarchist 10 beat your fathers ola
friend from Congress-"
Il had nothing to do with Mr.. Hall $
fight, Mr.. Tanner"
The county boss barred his yellow
teeth and snorted. That's what they
all say. It's these young fellers did
ft-fellers like them cow-college stu
dents whom Jake Vance and Purcell
sent into every district TO work for
Al Iah
pie over in Earlville-but notice they
all voted for You. Harlan; this NC
Bride. hey?-and his cattle"
Conditions are changing"
The boss eyed his nominee with
shrewd doubt Young man, did your
father ever talk much TO your
Father has no use for politics.
He'd hardly presume to influence me-.
That snorted again. y These Van
Harris always did irritate him with
their ideas OF the proper thing. Still
they were useful, because their ideas
of the proper thing did not allow'th
to oppose him either.
We'll, Harlan, hope you under
stand you didn't even have TO make
fight. People knew your dad-and
they could just figure on YOU It's
good thing you're our man"
Mr.. Van Hart smiled impersonally
Il am not your man.
The county boss stared at him.
Then he bit the end of cigar. Theh
he spat on the sidewalk against the
ordinances made and provided. Well,
I'm a son-of-a-gun." he murmnred.
Curious never stopped to talk with
I.x.f rtth no
headed cane against Harlan's sleeve
Young man, you're mighty young
you'll get over this.
But the Honorable Thaddeus Tanner
sided into Judge Van Harris chan-
bers, after court that day, and had
talk OF number of things. but most
ly of Harlan and what brilliant ca
reer he had opened for Harlan. And
the next day the Earlville Mercury
Journal-controlle through the STOCK
which Cal Rices wife owned In 1t
came out with a fulsome forecast OF
Young Mr.. Van Harris career.
Harlan met Arne Vance reading
that column TO his sister when he lett
the Office that night The farmer-stu-
dent fixed his black eyes on the nomi-
nee. Trying TO rope and brand you,
Ell? See here--Mike Mcbride and !
supposed we had something 10 do With
your big vote
Harlan smiled Il think 80. Arne.
You surely put Wiley over.
Arne grimaced. holding his head
toward Janet. IL know" continued
Harlan. Every one says she did il 10
He put out his hand TO Janet In the
buggy. She appeared tired and dis
trait. 1T has been strain, hasn't
II? But Wiley--itll be the making OF
him. Janet"
She smiled a rare gratefulness He
can't fail OF election now. Only
she paused and Harlan lifted his seri-
Gus eyes to hers, II have sort OF a
feeling, Harlan. he-he'll do some OF
the erratic. audacious things that
have always wrecked him
Like taking up the cause OF these
Pocket squatters whom the county Is
going To evict for the new creek dam
--Lindstrom-" muttered Arne. Did
You see the News? He's already
pleading some right OF theirs"
Janet looked away. Well, ! hope
~ trust--but it's like Wiley -Ther
she smiled upon them We'll ! an
tired out. I'm going away" A
Away? Harlans tone lifted. TIC
rest?r
ITO work. feel as if--well nv
work was done here Harlan, And
have chances. To speak 10 write
veil for an the fine things We used