The Omaha morning bee. [volume] (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927, 1922-10-29

Upin. IN Vote once III Two years
not oftener. Tho rest Of IN. time
IT'S thinking about its own Jobs, and
house rents. and ball games II
wants mo 10 run this job for IL. II
you don't believe II. look at the cleo.
ton returns. Well, I've gotta run
the job the best way can ia man
can swing five precincts, can't
Kick him In the face because he
don't belong 10 my church, Oct that
public stuff out ~ your nut. I'm
the public. It's me you're answer.
able 10. Who told you TO draw 5000
O month when you couldn't find any
other job2"
Certainly Donayan I'D owe the
keep. Of himself ana family these
last seven months 10 the boss
benevolent interest, and he was not
the man 10 deny an obligation. II
popped into his head that II coch.
rams powerful hand should be with.
drawn now the family would prob.
ably be BET out on the sidewalk,
There was formal government
ana a formal law which said there
should not bc graft. robbery and
murder. But right along with Il,
IN most confusing paradox, there
was an informal government by
grace Of which--as In this present
case OF Handy Andy IIatch--even 4
murderer might 40 free. Uncle
Frank asserted that his informal
government was the real one, 10
which good subject allegiance WAS
actually due. Also, most con.
funing paradox OF all, both the for.
nal and tho informal governments
derived their powers from the same
source~-to wit, from the will Of the
sovereign public. duly expressed at
the ballot box.
These ideas turned bewlderinKly
in Donnyan's simple mind AZ he
stared ut Cochran.
You saw him only \ second. " the
boss repeated. You was excited.
You made = mistake. When you
get a good look st Handy Andy
Hatch yonll see he wasn't the
man"
That sounded easy. the way Coch.
ran put II. and Donavan was aware
that he would he powerfully pro.
tected In correcting his mistake"
But there was that stubbornness IN
him: he swallowed and replied nn.
happily:
"Why-I couldn't DO It, Uncle
Frank"
Cochran, with another sharp
touch OF evaporation. retorted.
Why the hell couldn't you? You
can talk, cant your That's all You
got to do"
Again Uncle Franks realism
seemed to reduce HIS idealistic scru.
plies to rags. And Cochran re-
turned to the attack--like a ponder
GUS mass. pressing the young man
down by steady weight. Al one
point nc reminded his beneficiary.
You've had your living out OF IL
ever since March II man takes
the gate money he ought to play
the game"
And again: I'm responsible for
you. You can sidestep the whole
misunderstanding pious-and leave
me to stand tho shot"
Finally. with heat: "Andys friends
are no fools. They're sore enough
now--seeing you're my man. I don't
want couple OF EN- taking crack
Al me with a sawed-off shotgun!
Miserable young Donavan, pressed
down to suffocation by the steady
mass Of Cochran's insistence, had
turned pale by that time. He ap.
pealed to the bosa with pathetic
earnestneas: do you really think,
Uncle Frank. your life would be in
danger2"
Whatever the boss may have &C
tually thought on that subject. he
saw how heavily the point counted.
and replied promptly. Think?
know Itr'
Donavan's eyes still earnestly and
dumbly appealed for moment, but
cochran's face retained an expires.
sion Of perfect conviction. With n
stifled little sigh Donovan muttered
helplessly, II don't know what
could do"
Cochran read surrender In that,
and laid a benevolent hand on the
young mans knee. reassurlng him,
why. simplest thing In the world,
Gene. Don't You worry. now, Moth.
ing's going 10 happen to you"
The powerful and experienced
hand on Donovan's knee seemed TO
uphold and guide him. "a a mighty
swimmer sustains frightened nov.
Ice In the water. while Uncle Frank
briefly explained how simple tho
thing would be. Don't worry he
concluded In benevolent assurance;
aiding aaheriy ssDn mo knnt I hA