Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1914-04-03

teeth and snorted. That's what they
all say. It's these young fellers did it
fellers like them cow-college students
whom Jake Vance and Purcell sent in
to every district to work for Curran.
And these damned labor people over
in Earlville-but 1 notice they all voted
for YOU. Harlan; this Mcbride. hey?-
n his cattle!"
"Condltions are changing."
The boss eyed his nominee with a
shrewd doubt. Young man, did your
father ever talk much to you?"
"Father has no use for politics. He'd
hardly presume to Influence me-"
Thad snorted again. These Van
Harris always did irritate him with
their ideas of the proper thing. Still
they We're useful, because their ideas of
the proper thing did not allow them
to oppose him either.
WELL. Harlan, I hope you understand
you didn't even have to make a fight.
People knew your dad-and they could
just figure on you. It's a 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 off a cigar. Then he
spat on the sidewalk against the ordi-
nances made and provided. We'll, I'm
a son-of-a-gun!" he murmured. Curl
u I never stopped to talk with you
before!" Then he rubbed his gold
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 cham
bers. after court that day. and had a
Of Harlan and what a brilliant career
he a opened for Harlan. And the
next day the Earlville Mercury-Journal
controlled through the stock which
Cal Rice's wife owned in it-came out
with a fulsome forecast of young Mr..
Van Harris career.
Harlan met Arne Vance reading that
column to his sister when he left the
office that night. The farmer-student
fixed his black yes on the nominee.
Trying to rope and brand You. eh?"
See here-Mike Mcbride and 1 sup
your big VOTE"
Harlan smiled. 81 think so. Arne.
You surely put Wiley overt"
Arns grimaced: holding his head
Harlan. Every one says she did it,"
He put out his land to Janet in the
buggy. She appeared tired and dis
trait. ut has been a strain. hasn't it?
But Wiley-it will be the making of
him. Janet.
She smiled a rare gratefulness. HE
can't fail of election now. Only"-she
paused Inc Harlan lifted his serious
eyes to hers. 81 have sort of a feeling,
Harlan. he-he'l do some of the cratic
audacious things that have always
wrecked hint"
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 plead
ing some right of theirs"
Janet looked away. well, I hope-I
trust-but it's like Wiley!" Then she
smiled upon them. We'll. I am tired
out. I'm going away"
Away" Harlan's tone lifted. ITO
rest?"
work was done here. Harlan. And /
have chances. To speak. to write
well. for all the fine things we used
to discuss in the old News office. you
remember. The c~hild-labor laws-the
Harlan"
He nodded sympathetically. Then
muttered: But your place here-it's
hard to Fill. Janet. The school system
Then he was silent. Janet vas think
ing of the long years fight. And the
best people had not been with her I'M
til of late. She was too practical, too
busily efficient. to be about the Shake
speare club e at Mrs. Van Harris.
AA1A Adl 0Ald1 ply OlllCTOuLldI6O H0J 1IOm
the tabby affairs of High street.
He told his mother that night that
Janet Vance would resign her next
term I'M go east. The lady elevated
her brows wisely. II suppose that will
end he affair between her and Mr..
Curran."
.aThe affair." was a matter of years.
gossip. Harlan said nothing; he bad
never, after a mans fashion, bothered
his head about 1t.
IT imagine it's true. then. that that
Lfndstrom girl has come between
them"
He looked attentively at her with a
trace of suspicion of her subtlety. .Au-
relies name had never been mentioned
between them except in the lady's ami
able satire on her career" But that
was common to the town. And Harlan
to the erratic romantfcfsm in Mr.. Cur
ran in that light. It seemed prepos-
ferrous. Mrs. Van Hart went on with
the cool imp%ersonality, humanized by
her n of amusement. with which
she looked on the affairs OF her neigh
shakespeare afternoons: II think It
would be quite fitting. Those two-Mr.
Curran In congressional imagine a
person who goes along High street.
whistling to all the dogs on his way to
the postonice, in his shirt sleeves. In
James Halls seat!"
Harlan looked at her in silence. The
Judge smoked his dinner cigar with his
deprecating assent.
His nomination. my dear. Is more
than amusing. He-and all the rabble
Of demagogism-take It as an indorse-
ment by the people Of the ant that IL
subverting U political theory. Our
public men. u financiers, persistently
yelped ut by Curran's sheet. and our
sober constituency applaud" He looked
mildly over his glasses. "My boy,
wish you had stayed out Of it ali"
II do noti"' The mother was inci-