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They were sent to me by a man I do not know, an anonymous friend of Mr. McCune's; in fact, a friend he seems to have lost. On consideration of our not printing these papers, Mr. McCune agrees to retire from politics for good. You understand, if he ever lifts his head again, politically, We publish them, and the courts will do the rest. Now, in case anything should happen to me "
The bright veil which wrapped them was drawn away, and they stood in the silent, gathering dusk. He tried to loosen his neck-band; it seemed to be choking him. "I I can't I don't comprehend it. I am trying to realize what it " "It means nothing," she answered. "There was an editorial, yesterday," he said, "an editorial that I thought was about Rodney McCune. Did you write it?" "Yes."
"He'd have declined on the spot, I expect, if we hadn't made him sure it was all right with Kedge." "If I understood what Mr. Smith was saying, Halloway must have behaved very well," said Meredith. The judge laughed. "He saw it was the only way to beat McCune, and he'd have given his life and Harkless's, too, rather than let McCune have it." "Why didn't you stay with him, Tom?" asked Helen.
"Besides that," Keating continued, "Halloway has had it long enough, and he's got enough glory out of it, and, except for getting beat by Rod McCune, I believe he'd almost as soon give it up. Well, we discussed all this and that, and couldn't come to any conclusion. We didn't want to keep on with a losing fight if there was any way to put up a winner, though of course we all recognized that Mr.
The people came at the smoker like a long wave, and Warren Smith, Briscoe, Keating, and Mr. Bence of Gaines were swept ahead of it. Before the train stopped they had rushed eagerly up the steps and entered the car. Harkless was on his feet and started to meet them. He stopped. "What does it mean?" he said, and began to grow pale. "Is Halloway did McCune have you "
It was entirely a party fight; for, by grace of the last gerrymander, the nomination carried with it the certainty of election. A week before the convention there came a provincial earthquake; the news passed from man to man in awe-struck whispers McCune had withdrawn his name, making the hollowest of excuses to his cohorts.
One day the new editor left a note on his door; "Will return in fifteen minutes." Mr. Rodney McCune, a politician from the neighboring county of Gaines, happening to be in Plattville on an errand to his henchmen, found the note, and wrote beneath the message the scathing inquiry, "Why?"
JAMES McCUNE SMITH In Talbot county, Eastern Shore, Maryland, near Easton, the county town of that county, there is a small district of country, thinly populated, and remarkable for nothing that I know of more than for the worn-out, sandy, desert-like appearance of its soil, the general dilapidation of its farms and fences, the indigent and spiritless character of its inhabitants, and the prevalence of ague and fever.
One was addressed to H. Fisbee: "You are relieved from the cares of editorship. You will turn over the management of the 'Herald' to Warren Smith. You will give him the McCune papers. If you do not, or if you destroy them, you cannot hide where I shall not find you. The second was to Warren Smith: "Take possession 'Herald. Dismiss H. Fisbee. This your authority.
A Democratic legislature was elected, and A. W. McCune was put forward prominently as a candidate for the United States senatorship. Also a Republican assistance was given him by my former colleague in the Senate, Arthur Brown, who specialized as an opponent to my candidacy.
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