patrolling oysterbeds, protecting canvasbacks, and preventing
foreclosures.

While these conditions of mutual helpfulness subsisted, and Patrick
Henry Hanway kept his hat off in the presence of his patrons, nothing
could be finer than that peace which was. But time went on, and storms
of change came brewing. Patrick Henry Hanway, expanding beyond the
pent-up Utica of a State Capitol, decided upon a political migration to
the Senate of the United States.

When this news was understood by men, the shocked aristocracy let their
canvasbacks grow cold and their burgundy stand untasted. With horrified
voice they commanded "No!" The United States Senate had been ever
reserved for gentlemen, and Patrick Henry Hanway was a clod. The fiat
went forth; Patrick Henry Hanway should not go to the Senate; a
wide-eyed patrician wonder was abroad that he should have had the
insolent temerity to harbor such a dream--he who was of the social
reptilia and could not show an ancestor who had owned a slave!

This purple opposition did not surprise the astute Patrick Henry Hanway;
it had been foreseen, and he met it with prompt money. He had made his
alliances with divers railway corporations and other big companies, and
set in to overturn that feudalism in politics which had theretofore been
dominant. The aristocrats felt the attack upon their caste; they came
forth for that issue and the war wagged.

But the war was unequal. The aristocrats, who, like the Bourbons, had
learned nothing, forgotten nothing, plodded with horseback saddle-bag
politics. Patrick Henry Hanway met them with modern methods of telegraph
and steam. Right and left he sowed his gold among the peasantry. In the