But the editorial was not all mournful. It closed with a triumphant note. There was no present call to be discouraged about the nation or the Grand Old Party. Leaders might come and go, but the party of Lincoln, the party of Grant, the party of Garfield, with undiminished lustre, would march ever onward to victory. "The _Star_," he writes, "will remain faithful to its allegiance. The _Star_ is old-line Republican, Cooper Union Republican--the unchanging Republicanism of the great-souled McKinley and of Theodore Roosevelt--before his apostasy." It was wonderful! No editorial ever published in the Hempfield _Star_ or, so far as I could learn, in any paper in the county, was ever as widely copied throughout the country as this one--copied, indeed, by some editors who did not know or love the old Captain as we did. After such a stormy morning it was wonderful to see how quickly the troubled atmosphere of the _Star_ began to clear. Four rather sheepish-looking men began to work with a complete show of absorption, while Anthy acted as though nothing had happened. But there was one thing still on her mind. When I started for home, toward noon, she followed me out on the little porch. "David," she said, "I want to speak to you." She hesitated. "I want you to find Norton Carr." She laid her hand on my arm. "He hasn't been quite fairly treated." She smiled, and looked at me wistfully. "We've got to keep the _Star_ going somehow, haven't we?" [Illustration] CHAPTER XIV WE BEGIN THE SUBJUGATION OF NORT Here is a curious and interesting thing often to be noted by any man who looks around him, that we human creatures are all made up into uneven and restless bundles--family bundles, church bundles, political-party bundles, and a thousand amusing kinds of business bundles. It will also be observed that a very large part of us, nearly all of us who are old and most of us who are women, are struggling as hard as ever we can (and without a bit of humour) to hold our small bundles together, while others are struggling with equal ferocity to burst out of their bundles and make new ones. And so on endlessly!