Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1917-07-25

you not tell me further about them %
In Paris it is said that they are a
very good food when made fat after
being old or wounded in the army.
1 have"
That will do, sir. If you've had to
eat mule in Paris don't tell me about
! it. My constitution wouldn't stand
that, though during our war, just be-
/ fore Nicksburg, I ate-but we won't
! go into that either. Now this is the
situation, as much as a lad from the
wilds of Paris could understand it.
The French government wants 5000
mules by the fall of the year, and
| there are no such mules in the world
as this state produces. They are
! sending a man over here to try to
make a deal with the state of Har-
| peth to purchase the mules from pri-
vate breeders, Craze them on the gov-
ernment lands and deliver them in a
lot for shipment the 1st of August
at Savannah. There is no authority
! on the statute book for the state to
make such a deal, but jeff Whit
worth has fixed up a sort of contract,
that wouldn't hold water in the
courts, by which the governor of the
state, Williamson Faulkner, grants
! the grazing rights on the states land
to a private company. of which he
is to be a member, which in a way
| guarantees the deal. They've made
him believe it to be a good financial
thing for the state, and he can't see
that thew are going to buy cheap
stock fatten 1t on a low rate from
the state and hand it over to the
French government at a fancy rake
off and then leave him with the bag
to hold when the time for settlement
and complaint comes. There is a,
strong Republican party in this state,
and they're keeping quiet but wear
after next, when Bill Faulkner comes
up for reelection. downright illeg-
ality will be alleged, and he will be
defeated in dishonor and with dis
honor to the state. I am his secretary
of state, and I'm going to save him
If can. And you are going to help
me, sir" And as he spoke my uncle,
the General Robert, gave to me dis
tinguished shake of the hand that
made my pride to rise in my throat,
which gave to my speaking a great
huskiness.
Il will help in the rescue of the
honor of that Gouverneur Bill Faux
ner. my Uncle Robert, with the last
breath in my body and I will also
assist to feed mule to that Mr.. JEFF
ferson Whitworth. though not to his
beautiful wife, whom I do so much
admire"
That's just it; she'll have to eat
mule, the first one. She's at the gov
ernor day and night with her wiles.
and in my mind it's her dimity inf1u-
ence that is making him see things
with his slant They say she put her
brand on him in early youth. He's
the soul of honor but what chance
has a mans soul honor got when a
woman wants to cash it in for for
tune with which to lead a gay life?
None! None, sir" And the counte-
nance of my uncle, the General Rob-
ert, became so fierce that it was diff
ficult to find words to answer.
"Oh. my Uncle Robert, is It that
woman would mae a cheat in giving
the mule animal of not sufficient
strength to carry food to poor hoys of
France in the trenches when there is
too much mud for .gasoline!" ex-
claimed with a great horror from
knowledge given me by my capitaine
the Count de Lasselles.
ITO BE Continued)