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FROM THE PAST
By Mildred Caroline Coodridge.
(Copyright by W. P. Chapman.)
"State senator tfiat'-s a pretty
high honor for a man young as you
are," spoke old Godfrey Bartels to his
- "If I get it, uncle," submitted Ran
dal Mead with a smile.
"If you get it!" shouted his excit
able relative "with my money and
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1 "Well, Speak Them!"
Influence back of you and your good
record, what's to prevent the nomina
tion, I should like to know? And
that means election."
"3 "I can tell you in three words, un
:le," declared Randal.
"Well, speak them."
"The river precincts."
, The delicate nostrils of the oW aris
tocrat dilated. He had been a stern,
hard-driving master when he ran the
nail mills. Not that he was not emi
nently just to his employes, but he
rigidly exacted every penny of money
due him and every minute of time
"That rabble!" he groaned out, and
showed his teeth.
"Don't call them harsh names, un
cle," pleaded the young man chiding
ly. "You have a wrong notion of
them and they of you. They are pay
ing off their old grudge on me now."
"Don't see why," growled the old
man. "You've wasted money and-time
getting them libraries, and free hos
pitals, and clubrooms and all that."
"Well, my manager has been down
among them for a week," said Ran
dal. "He will be back tomorrow. Fig
uring closely, unless the mill district
gives me one thousand five hundred
clear majority, I'm off the slate, sure."
It meant a great deal to Randal
Mead to secure the nomination in
view. There was nothing of selfish
pride or vanity in the ambition. If
ever there was a true man, it was
Mead. Always of a sober, serious
frame of mind, when his uncle sold
out his mill interests, he, just gradu
ated as a physician and surgeon, re
jected a promising practice in a near
city because of the field of useful
ness he had chosen as offering the
mission of his life.
It was among the poor and lowly
that he had found his vocation. There
were those who hated him because
his uncle had been looked upon as an
industrial tyrant There were others,
however, who idolized the self-sacrificing
young man who had ministered
to their needs from a pure humane
Naturally the scope" of endeavor
and usefulness Had broadened. The
fact had dawned upon Mead that
what he could individually do for
wretched, down-trodden working peo
ple counted as little compared with
his power if he could influence legis
lation in their behalf. Some pf the
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