Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-01-18

T~1 HE next morning at the predKs
fast table Judge pnnmeade
= ~ = sat In Z frigid but eloquent
silence. John began. hest
tatingiy, "Father. last night. ISL
1T y too late for regrets. sir."
II am not, exactly regretting. But !
felt an explanation"-
Can you,' the Judge interrupted
eoldly, "explain~ away the fact that
you have betrayed tho party that hon
ored you. cast discrsdit upon William
Murchell. who has siven you bio
friendship. upon me. who-can you sx-
plain thatY' He rose.
John shook his head. n thought I
could. But now I'm afraid not"
The Judges lips parted. then CLOSED
firmly a. though he could not trust
himself to speak. He raised his hand
in gesture In which grief and hope
lessness were blended and, turning.
stalked slowly from the room.
John smiled uncertainty. "I'm afraid.
Aunt Roberta, your bones were true
prophet"
She sighed assentingly. He went
out to face his neighbors-an ordeal.
New Chelsea was rent In twain
nay, ;. ,iato. many adivisions-by Johns
speech, its honest but partisan soul
soraly troubled.
The largest number. torn betwixt
liking for their young neighbor and
the mental discomfort Of those whose
traditions had been rudely jolted, with
held judgment until they, could sec
what befell. Among the farmers was
no dissension. A sudden Hitting Of
heads. q still half unbelieving rejoic-
Ing that the young fellow. who as he
sweat with them In the fields asked
questions. had dared to- voice their
protest.
The Globe; stanchly partisan. made
no mention Of Johns part in the rally
save the unconsciously humorous SEN
tence. .Attornsy John, Dunmeads also
spoke" n
Later. not greatly uplifeed By the
doubtful honor Of being bono Of con.
tention. John was, alone In his od1cA,
smoking furiously, brow wrinkled. feet
propped % The table. 4 heavy tnead
In lie outer room announced the ar.
rival Of visitor. Without knocking
the newcomer flung open the door and
strobe into the once. His hat was
pushed back on his head: an unlighted
cigar stuck out at m aggressive angle
from the corner Of his mouth. He sur.
yeyed John in mingled anger and dis.
gust John, not rising, sighted over
lazy. feet.
"Good morning. sheehan." he said
Will, a pleasantness that would have
carried warning to calmer observer
than the boss.
without Invitation Sheehan sat down.
.Well," he growled. 'you did it didn't
you? When a young Teller like you
thinks he II better than his party he's
got a lot to learn"
John considered this statement for a
moment. II do not" he concluded.
think am better than my party" -
sbeehan caught the point Huh!
Guess you don't know who the party
Isl.
That's Just what I'm trying to de.
eide, Perhaps you can enlighten me-"
II can. A party" Sheehan. spoke.
with intense conviction-''a party u
those that control II"
Then In Benton county you're the
parfyr
"Eggsactly! Ne and Murchell.'
Then. modestly--l do, think I'm bet
ter than the party" John responded.
still. pleasantly. "And, an you say.
Tvesa lot to learn. Have you come to
teach meT'
SAY. hain't you no respect for my
position IN this county,
"For your position a great deal; for
you-nonei at alE''
Sheehan grinned in spite of himself.
II like your nerve. That's what
makes me sore" he went on reproach-
fully. Il like you. I was glad to do
you,.a favor. gave you chance to
get in strong with US. And you 60 and
beef It by THROWN down the state
ticket What did you do It for?"
"I'm afraid. you won't understand.
Sheehan. It's question of ideals"
sheehan snortsd. ideals! I know
all about 'em. What's ideals? Can
you eat ZEN! Can you wear 'em?
C6uEfy you DSUA GU ,AutV yVoA peoSC
pocket like thisr' He illustrated by
drawing out fat roll Of bills. "Will
they: get you votes? When came to
Plumvills fifteen years ago all I owned
was the shirt on my back. Now I can
buy out any man In Benton county ex-
ceptin' Steve Hampden and Murchell,
and when they want anything hero
they're glad enough TO como to me ana
make ittworth my while to give It to
'em. I didn't get It By havin' Ideals.
How true. John thought. Judging
from. his narrow experience. Was 1t
possible that the seats Of the mighty
were reserved only for the Murchells.
the Hampdsns,. the sheehanss He
thought disgustedly of tie COARSE,
brutish thing before him. Yet Shes-
han could command his retinue Of fol.
lowefs. One of them entered Johns
mind Hs looked up, suddenly. 'Shee
han.swho Il Butch MaleyT'
.Who's Butch Maleyf Hes the
Fourth precinct. Fourth ward. that's
what no 4, and it, the biggest precinct
i IN the city. He's the whole works.