The Ramrodders - A Novel by Holman (Holman Francis) Day
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"Sometimes. But not when the opposition is out to do him with every
dirty trick that's laid down in the back of the political almanac." "If you wanted to start me, and start me fair and right, why didn't you let my name go before that caucus to-day, and then hold off your hands?" "Because if I had you'd have stood about the same chance as a worsted dog chasing an asbestos cat through hell. Look here, bub, I wish I had the time; I'd like to tell you how most of the good men I know got their start in politics. You can be a statesman after you've got your head up where the sun can shine on it, but you've got to be touching ground to keep your head up. And if you're touching ground in politics, you'll find that your shoes are muddy--and you can't help it." The grandson did not reply. Thornton relighted his cigar. The flare of the match showed disgust and stubbornness in the features opposite. "You know Enoch Dudley as well as I do, Harlan. That's the man they put up. And a man that has let two of his sons be bound out and has turned back his wife for her own people to support can't hide behind any white necktie, so far's I'm concerned. Luke and I know where the money came from that they've been putting in here. We know the men behind, and what their object is. We know what they are trying to do in the next legislature. You'll see it all for yourself when the time comes, Harlan. You'll be up against them. You understand men. I'll only be wasting time in telling you what you'll see for yourself. Do you want to see a man like Enoch Dudley representing this district? If you do, go ahead and write that letter!" "You'll not do that, Harlan," stated the chairman, with decision. "As it |
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