The Dolores star., 1916-11-24
CHAPTER ViII-contlnued.

okuoOos
ats sound sense. Mr.. Willett. When
I took hold Of this no-license move
ment, where was it, Hopelessly dis
tanced. Year after year the anti
saloon vote Of this city was 30 small
you had to hunt for 1t with micro
scope. I've had political experience
In all sorts Of campaigns, Mr.. Willett.
and my work In this one Is based
on what l know about the ma
chinery Of the game. don't want
anything out Of it. I'll be satisfied to
see rum driven out Of Shefheld bag
and baggage. lug and luggage. because
my father and my brother both died
from 1t. You can call it revenge, II
you want to: but let me tell you, the
fellow who feels the blight personally
u the one that's going to form the
backbone Of your fighting forces. Nor
alizing's all right. but 1t doesn't have
much force coming from the lips Of
some snug chap who only believes
rum is a curse because another moral
lzer has told him So"
"What you ask Is quite out Of the
question" John Willett said, kindly
and quietly. Even II I were to be
in this country during your campaign.
could not 60 into politics. So far as
my personal attitude goes, 1t is and
always has been against the saloon
and the entire liquor trade. vote
that way, I shall continue to vote that
way. I make no secret Of my opin-
ion."
"Oh. yes," said Stubbs, picking up
his hat. II know you're a very con-
scientious man, but wish your con-
science had little less ego and a
little more 'we-go.'
"By which you mean-?"
II wish that you had a little stronger
social consciousness. wish you
thought for the group. instead OF the
individual. wish your conscience en-
braced the whole Of Sheffield, Its pow
ery, its wickedness, its suffering.
It's"
Hush, Amos" said Willett, a little
testify. II do my share. You talk
like a socialist Great heavens, man!
You're not"
mo-" said Stubbs sadly, turning to
20. I'm only a politician. And that
reminds me. You said something about
q check?"
"For the campaign fund? Certainly.
Amos" Willett wrote busily for q
moment, then: Here you are. my boy,
and God bless you. Just to show
there's no hard feeling. I've made II
twice what l gave you last year." ,-
And so the Willetts sailed away for
the carefully planned vacation; and in
spite of Johns check and others. Amos
I success by less than a hundred votes
It marked the high water of no-license
! enthusiasm. and the next year retro
gression set in. Stubbs fought on fol
two or three more campaigns, but the
golden opportunity had passed. So the
courageous young lawyer went into
another branch of work. where be
could reach individuals.
Maybe the time isn't ripe in Shef
field yet" he said; but some day
well. when the tide hows again, it'll
sweep the country"
Three days before the date set fol-
the Wllletts' departure for Europe, the
big Willett touring car slid up to the
Thomas home. In the tonneau with
John Willett. Charlie, peering out
through the window. saw a stranger
q brisk little man who followed MT
willett into the house by the front
door. The democratic millionaire usu'
ally entered through the side porch
ana kitchen; this new visitor must be
someone Of Importance.
Charlie. from his wheel-chair In the
sitting room. heard the rumble Of
voices In the froAt hall. where Martha
Aad gons T. admit the callers- When