St. Paul recorder. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1934-2000, 1937-11-12
NO HIDING PLACE
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trance of the Capitol and dashed
up the steps. A hall attendant met
him at the head of the stairs. Clark
knew the man by sight.
"This way, please, Mr.. Griffith, y
he tersely said. He led the way
through door at the left of the
entrance and took Clark down q
short, brightly lighted hallway
which ended at another door. He
knocked and the door was opened
by the Governors secretary, jolly
and suave Vernon Gates. Gates
and Clark were on the most ami
able terms.
"Hello, Clark. The Skipper said
to bring you in the private way,
Go right in"
Clark obeyed. He found Tweed
and Governor Phillip Barnes seated
opposite each other at the execu-
tive desk.
Clark now saw the dapper, per-
fectly tailored figure of Barnes, but
that he was reminded of the mans
great wealth and breeding. He had
entered politics as a diversion, but
had made it a life's work. His two
terms were the best the state had
ever witnessed. His philanthro-
pies, both known and unknown,
would have made a fortune. A
member of one of the oldest and
proudest families in the country, he
nevertheless was widely heralded
as being a truly democratic person
age. The high and the low respect
ed him.
"Good morning, Your Excellen-
cy," Clark said.
"Good morning, Mr.. Griffith" 1t
was typical of the mans inherent
courtesy that he addressed none
but the most intimate with any de-
gree of familiarity,
whats on your mind, Clark ?"
Tweed inquired. .
Clark launched Immediately into
the story. When he had finished,
the Governor and Tweed looked in
tently at each other for half min
ute. .-
"How far can this girl be trust
ed?" the Governor finally asked.
Frankly, I don't know. I never
saw her before in my life. 1 can
only judge by my belief, and that
tells me that Sanborn hates Grad
dock vitrioically and would scarce
ly be party to anything that
wouldn't be in line with his desire
for revenge"
"But the girl-how do we know
she isn't a tool of the Steinbauer
crowd?"
"For two reasons. The first is
she wouldn't dare cross a man like
Inky Sanborn and she knows it,
The second is, would they dare give
US reason to fight any harder
than we are to win this election ?"
Tweed pounded his fist on the
desk. "By God, Clark, no! Phil,
this must be true!"
The Governor, showing no out
ward signs of the impression the
story must have made upon him
smiled.
81 am inclined to think it is, Au-
gust. If the Morgans are plan
ming to seek a franchise for a sub
way, now would be the time. La
Dor and materials can be purchased
reasonably, and loans are bearing
a low rate of interest. They are
smart enough to know all this, too
Their business acumen and oppor,
tunism is byword in Wall Street
Yes, believe what the maid said
"But why, then, don't they play
us off against the opposition so as
to make the best possible deal?'
Tweed asked.
again, they are too smart. They
might eventually back the loser
and increase the obstacles in theil
way. The wise thing to do is just
what they are doing. Stay out Of
the election until a winner is as
sured, and then drive the best bar.
gain possible"
Clark felt a sense of deep pride
in the open manner in which these
two leaders discussed this matter
involving such great possibilities
1t was fine gesture of the utmost
confidence.
"How do we stand to make the
greatest possible gain ?" It was
again Tweed's question.
The Governor leaned forward on
his desk. "In several ways. If we
win and control all legislative and
executive offices in the city and
state, we can force them to employ
our labor before agreeing to the
franchise. Off the record we can
likewise force them to sell their