The 13th District: A Story of a CandidateWhitlock, Brand
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The 13th District: A Story of a Candidate
Whitlock, Brand
Didactic fiction; Elections -- Fiction; Political campaigns -- Fiction; Political fiction; Social problems -- Fiction
The citizens at the door of the court room for whom a representative
in Congress had just been chosen, parted to let them pass, but they
did not cheer. They accepted their character of mere spectators, and
seemed to feel that they had no right to disturb the proceedings by any
demonstration of their own. But the slight commotion they made had its
effect within, and the waiting delegates turned their heads to catch a
glimpse of their coming congressman. He walked down the aisle on the
right arm of Knowlton; Randolph and Rankin came marching behind. The
Garwood men began to clap their hands, they stamped their feet, and
at last they lifted up a shout, and so, marching erect among them,
his face white, his brows intent and his fixed eyes brilliant with
excitement, Garwood walked the short way to the front. The Singed Cat
met him at the steps of the rostrum, and having taken his hand, raised
him to the judge's place, and said:
"Gentlemen of the convention, I have the honor--to present to you--your
nominee--and next congressman--the Honorable--Jerome B. Garwood."
Bailey faded into the judge's chair, and Garwood, slowly buttoning his
coat, stood and looked over the body of delegates. He began to bow. It
was Hale now who led the applause, not Rankin, and he kept them at it
by sheer force of the persistence with which he clapped his own hands,
not giving in until he felt that the enthusiasm did justice to the
candidate, to his victory, and to the occasion. The Sprague men sat
silent, no sound came from their quarter.
Garwood bowed in his stateliest way to the Singed Cat as he said:
"Mr. Chairman," and he bowed again to his audience as he added, "and
gentlemen of the convention." And then he made his speech.
He would not detain them long at that time, he said, as if, at some
future day, they might expect to be held indefinitely. But he detained
them long enough to assure them how impossible it was for him to
find words in which to express his thanks for the confidence they
had reposed in him, and his warm appreciation of the honor they had
conferred upon him. He referred to his past services in their behalf,
and in behalf of the party, and he put the responsibility for his
success upon them by saying that future victories could only come
through their united efforts, as if he were making a sacrifice for
their sake in consenting to be their candidate at all.
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