The people were tired of "The Big Wind." So was the government. But
the government dare not say so, while the people--including the many
who had voted for him four years before--hoped that "The Big Wind" (his
real name does not belong to this chronicle of facts) would have sense
enough to blow himself out of public life. He might have done that if
some of those who called themselves his friends had been strong enough
in their friendship to have so advised him. For even in the
moments--and they were many--when he thought much of himself, "The Big
Wind" had glimmerings of common sense.
The government had taken him up for reasons that at the time seemed to
be sufficient. He was the sole male survivor of a family that had done
much for Toronto; was the possessor of a large fortune, and a liberal
giver to charities, as his father in his lifetime had been; his
position socially was distinguished, and he was a handsome man, tall
and straight, with a fine olive-complexioned face, well set off with
mustachios and an imperial. Much had been hoped from him, a cabinet
position was in his reach, until the day he made his first speech in
the Provincial House. That was a day indeed. The party papers had
blazoned the announcement the day before that on the morrow "The Big
Wind" would make his maiden address in the House, taking as his subject
"two or three important matters in connection with the budget. A rare
treat is in store for those who will be able to attend," and all the
rest of the hyperbole that the party papers--except yours, dear
reader--are wont to indulge in. Of course, the galleries of the House
were crowded, and on the floor every member was in his seat. In the
press gallery the attendance of managers and editorial writers was as
large as that of the men who do the real work on newspapers--the
reporters. All the reporters representing the government papers had
been instructed to give "The Big Wind" pretty fully, while the men from
the opposition papers had been informed that they might give him a
"good show." When he arose to address the House, the government side
greeted him with cheers, and the opposition joined in the desk pounding
that followed.
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