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Updated: June 12, 2025
And, though he was seemingly addressing Rathbawne, there was that in his voice and in his words which was meant for every ear in the state! "Governor of Alleghenia!" he said, "I would to God I were! Sometimes I almost yes, sometimes I wholly despair. I love this state, Mr. Rathbawne, as I love nothing else on earth not even my girl there, not even Natalie.
When men are driven to desperation, when women turn to shame in order to maintain life, when children are heard crying in our streets for bread, to whom shall we point as the author of it all? To Peter Rathbawne, a poor, doddering old man, barely responsible now, if rumor is to be believed, for what he does? No! To John Hamilton Barclay, Lieutenant-Governor of Alleghenia!"
As he surveyed the dispiriting prospect from his office window, on that late February afternoon, he was near to resigning his position, and with it all further pretension to political prominence. In the opinion of those competent to judge, the state of Alleghenia was going to the dogs.
"Your loquacity faintly suggests that of a mummy," said Natalie, at his side. "I was alone with my thoughts," answered the Lieutenant-Governor, turning to her with an attempt at a smile, "and pretty black ones they were, at that!" "Alleghenia again?" "Alleghenia again and always. This business is becoming an obsession with me. I haven't had a chance to tell you, and I can't very well explain now.
Barclay, Colonel Broadcastle, and the other members of the committee lifted the Governor's body from the position in which it had fallen, and laid it upon a couch. After a brief examination, the Colonel looked up into Barclay's eyes. "He's dead, sir," he said. "The assassin was right. You are Governor of Alleghenia." For an instant, Barclay returned his glance with one of earnest inquiry.
In brief, the Governor of Alleghenia seemed the type of a man who turns sideways and slips through narrow places, rather than run the risk of barking his elbows by a face-front advance. In reality he was somewhat less pliable than a steel rail. "You are going?" he asked, seeing how Barclay was employed. "I was thinking of it," replied the Lieutenant-Governor. "Of course, if there is anything"
Overburdened with the cares of office, in a single instance the Governor of Alleghenia turned over a question of vital significance to the lieutenant from whom he had every reason to expect compliance and support. Even so, he was careful to point out a line of action by which the impending calamity might readily have been avoided. And what was the result?
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