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"It would be a hard job. There are so many matters of political detail about which I am sadly inexperienced that really most of the work would fall on the secretary." Bud Haines paused. Again he thought over Langdon's offer. Its genuineness appealed to him.

Langdon's farm and bring the mare in. I shall want to spend the evening making her comfortable." Mrs. Butler gave a ready permission, and Tad hounded away, running every foot of the mile and a half to the Langdon farm, where old Jinny was turned over to him, together with a brand new halter and an old harness which the grocer had directed his man to furnish with the mare.

I entered, with an amused glance at the butler, who was giving over his heavy countenance to a delightful exhibition of disgust and discomfiture. It was Langdon's sitting-room. He had had the carved antique oak interior of a room in an old French palace torn out and transported to New York and set up for him.

Senator Peabody clapped the new member on the back. "Good!" he exclaimed. "You've got to make some speeches like that. We'll have you as the orator for the naval base." Langdon's eyes opened wide. "Orator!" he gasped. "Me! An orator!" "Why, that was oratory, good oratory," exclaimed Stevens, with enthusiasm. "Huh!" grunted the planter. "You call that oratory. Why, that was only the truth."

Langdon's colleague grasped the arm of the senatorial dictator. "He's just the man we want, Senator. He's one of those old fellows you just have to believe when he talks. He'll do what I suggest, and he can make the public believe what we think." "Then you guarantee him?" snapped the boss. "Unreservedly, Senator." "All right," said Peabody. "He goes on the naval committee.

Accustomed to reading Langdon's mind, Crane surmised from the Trainer's manner that the latter had something that he had not yet broached. Their talk had been somewhat desultory, much like the conversation of men who have striven and succeeded and are flushed with the full enjoyment of their success.

Gladys pressed her hand gratefully she was fond of Pauline, and Pauline was liking her again as she had when they were children and playmates and partners in the woes of John Dumont's raids upon their games. Just then Langdon's sister, Mrs. Barrow, called Gladys to the other end of the drawing-room. Dumont's glance followed her. "I think it'd be a good match," he said reflectively.

Big Jim Gallagher had dismissed Langdon from office with the corroboration of the Board of Supervisors, as a provision of the city ordinance permitted him to do. Ruef had been appointed district attorney. Langdon's forces were not disconcerted by the little boss's coup. Late that evening Frank advised his paper of a counterstroke.

The poor teacher's work had, of course, been doubled since the departure of Mr. Langdon's predecessor. Nobody knows what the weariness of instruction is, as soon as the teacher's faculties begin to be overtasked, but those who have tried it.

"It's all in Langdon's hands now," he cried. "Here's where I resign my position as United States Senator." Senator Langdon's dinners had well won popularity in Washington. Invitations to them were rarely answered by the sending of "regrets."