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'He's General Rompiro General Josey Alfonso Sapolio Jew-Ann Rompiro he has his cards printed by a news-ticker. He's the real thing, Sully, and he wants me to manage his campaign he wants Denver C. Galloway for a president-maker. Think of that, Sully! Old Denver romping down to the tropics, plucking lotus-flowers and pineapples with one hand and making presidents with the other!
General Rompiro looked like a burnt effigy, but he was Br'er Fox himself when it came to the real science of politics. "'Here is moneys, says the General, 'of a small amount. There is more with me moocho more. Plentee moneys shall you be supplied, Señor Galloway. More I shall send you at all times that you need. I shall desire to pay feefty one hundred thousand pesos, if necessario, to be elect.
We had an interpreter, and ice-water, and drinks, and cigars, and Denver flashed the General's roll so often that it got so small you couldn't have bought a Republican vote in Ohio with it. "And then Denver cabled to General Rompiro for ten thousand dollars more and got it.
"'Why, the presidential election, of course, says Denver. "'Say, says Hicks, looking kind of funny, 'didn't anybody tell you fellows that the election was held a week before you came? Congress changed the date to July 27th. Roadrickeys was elected by 17,000. I thought you was booming old Rompiro for next term, two years from now. Wondered if you was going to keep up such a hot lick that long.
This town of Esperitu wasn't the capital any more than Cleveland, Ohio, is the capital of the United States, but it was the political centre where they cooked up revolutions, and made up the slates. "At the end of the week Denver says the machine is started running. "'Sully, says he, 'we've got a walkover. Just because General Rompiro ain't Don Juan-on-the-spot the other crowd ain't at work.
"'I don't take much interest in politics, says Hicks, one day, 'but I'd like you to tell me what you're trying to do down here, Galloway? "'We're boosting General Rompiro, of course, says Denver. 'We're going to put him in the presidential chair. I'm his manager. "'Well, says Hicks, 'if I was you I'd be a little slower about it. You've got a long time ahead of you, you know.
The president sends for the chief of the Department of Public Edifices. "Find me a nice, clean adobe wall," says he, "and send Señor Rompiro up against it. Then call out a file of soldiers and then let him be up against it." Something, goes on Denver, 'like the way they've treated Hobson and Carrie Nation in our country. So the General had to flee.
"'You don't understand South American politics, says Denver, getting out the cigars. 'It's this way. General Rompiro had the misfortune of becoming a popular idol. He distinguished himself by leading the army in pursuit of a couple of sailors who had stolen the plaza or the carramba, or something belonging to the government. The people called him a hero and the government got jealous.
On the night before Denver and me were smoking our pipes in headquarters, and in comes Hicks and unjoints himself, and sits in a chair, mournful. Denver is cheerful and confident. 'Rompiro will win in a romp, says he. 'We'll carry the country by 10,000. It's all over but the vivas. To-morrow will tell the tale. "'What's going to happen to-morrow? asks Hicks.
General Rompiro escorted us to the steamer. On the pier he hugged Denver around the waist and sobbed. 'Noble mans, says he, 'General Rompiro propels you into his confidence and trust. Go, in the hands of the saints to do the work for your friend. Viva la libertad! "'Sure, says Denver. 'And viva la liberality an' la soaperino and hoch der land of the lotus and the vote us. Don't worry, General.
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