The Duluth rip-saw. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1917-19??, 1919-12-13

Robert ID. Mckerch6r recently made
a serious and determined attempt to
succeed the late Chauncey E. Troyer
as deputy sheriff.
McKercher, it will be remembered,
not only boasts of being Glengarry
Scot, but he sneaked out of the office
of chief of police and, q few weeks
later, was forced to resign as secre-
tary of the state society for the Pre-
vention Of Cruelty, just one short year
ago. 2t1e S62a 81 lssraaa SIS 81
McKercher's gross immoralities and
disregard of human rights caused his
sudden and permanent elimination
from public office. -
McKercher had been in st. Paul at
| about the time the lamented T-oyer
| died. The Monday after that sad
| event, "Uncle Bob," as the redlight
ladies once fondly called him, rang up
sheriff Magic and the two exchanged
regrets over the demise Of the greatest
chief Of police that Duluth ever had.
"It's too bad he's gone, said Me,
Kercher. as4stss.E ~
eyes, it is SO, y assented sheriff Ma
gle. r n
How'll I fit into his places"
queried the big feller.
/ "What do you meant" countered
the sheriff. s.
q mean that ] want the deputyship
and the poslf Ieft Vacant 81 roy.
er's death, said McKercher in his
firmest Scotch Canadian accents.
i I'LL do-o-o-n't hardly know
stammered sheriff Magic in enibarrass-
ment and surprise. nThe appointment
does not rest entirely with me, any
way. The county attorney has some
thing to say about it."
/ "0h, yes, j understand that said
the big feller who made Duluth nnsafe
/ for weak-willed females, "but your
/ appointment win be sanctioned by the
tcounty attorney without doubt"
l "W-e-e-l-l, In take the matter up
with Greene, stalled the sheriff of
st. Louis county.
i In a day or two, Big Bob again called
up sheriff Magic and wanted to know
what he had decided in the matter OF
| giving him Troyer 3 old place as dep
uty sheriff.
Sheriff. Magic again stammered con,
siderably, being much embarrassed
over McKercher,s 3 unexpected aspira
tions and his persistence in trying te
attain them. The man who won Ou,
over Meining in the last election
: wound up his halting remarks will
/. these words:
) "You have not had great deal. oi
e experience, you know. /"
II "No, I've had only eight or min,
years Of experience" MeKercher sho
> back over the wire.
II "I1l see what can do-and theI
4 take it mp with you again, - dodgingl,
, replied the cornered sheriff.
tt tYou know what I did for you whel
: you ran for sheriff don't youfs quer
led McKereher.
"Yes, - replied Mr.. Magic, "bu
!. hundreds Of others did the same
III .You remember how stepped asid,
SO as to give You q clear track, dom
! youso persisted DR.. Ryan's old pro
! itege and nigh school friend.
undeEasood you favored my can
didacy, countered the closely-cor
? nered county official. He had heart
: how McKercher boasted that hs
brought about Magie,s nomination ana
election by generously putting aside
his own ambitions for the benefit OF
his dear friend. Others, Of course
pretty well understood that the expos
ures in the Rip-saw scared the big
buffer out of running for sheriff and
down in his heart, Mr.. Magic may have
held some snch notion himself. But he
evidently never expected to have Me.
Hercher put in a bill for political serv.
ices and so pressingly ask payment by
appointment to Chauncey e. Troyer {
tbig and honest shoes.
], McKercher evidently felt chill over
that telephone wire. His little ewes
J became mere Sits in that fat head OF
J his and those Caledonian bristles be.
gan to rise on his neck. His blood
I pressure mounted to 100 in the shade
Wen, ye know what ye can do,
don Z yefo trueulentfy exclaimed Old
Daddy in accents that were becoming
more and more broadly Scotch.
Il : What can I dof, countered Magic,
Ye cawn go ploomb to helll', bel
lowed thee former municipal bull Of
81 Duluth.
i Both men hung up their telephones.
The entent cordiale between the clan
q Magic and clan McKercher had
snapped. and it is not believed that
evsn Alexander @. Mcknight has
enough skill and diplomacy to repair
1.-THE rupture.