The Nonpartisan Leader Newspaper, March 30, 1916, Page 15

RAFTY sat in his headquarters C turning idly thxough a daily paper. For several days he had been in a state of lethargy. He took little or no interest in political affairs: and all who spoke to him received gruff and surly answers. It was not for the big boss, how- ever, to admit defeat. He never had and declared he never would. He was a political strategist of national repu- tation and had never failed to turn some trick that produced confusion in the enemy camps and turned defeat into wvictory. But never before had he met so many reverses. Never be- fore had the enemy’s lines proved im- gregnable. Never before had his lows produced so small results. It was nratural, therefore, that Crafty was in the dumps. It was while in this depressed state of mind that Slipry came in. Grasping at every straw of hope Crafty was de- lighted to see him. He sprang to his feet and greeted him with a vigorous « handshake, a broad grin and a warm, “How-do-you-do ?” meanwhile careful- ly searching Slipry’s face for a ray of hope. . Slipry was an indifferent cuss and his face rarely betrayed his real thoughts. He was a good scout from the standpoint of gang politics but did not take things as seriously as did his big boss. If things went well, he was happy and if they went bad he was happy also. - Hence Crafty failed to get much encouragement for the searching glance he gave. Slipry helped himself to a handful of cigars, lighted one and falling into an empty chair threw his feet on the leaf of the desk. Meanwhile Crafty eyed him questioningly. “Well, how goes the battle?” in- quired Slipry, blowing.a cloud of smoke toward the ceiling and glancing at Crafty from the corner of his eye. “You know as well as I do,” growl- ed Crafty in a monotone. Slipry chuckled and carlessly flip- ped the ashes from his cigar. “Well, I guess Dodger was right,” went on Slipry. “I think we just as well take a vacation—go to some resort and take a rest and try to get back our health.” 2 Crafty eyed him in silence, while he continued. “We ought to have sense enough to a northwestern Minnesota is now being perfect show you its convenience and explain for your home, write now to B.F. ASHELMAN, General Agent, FARGO, N.D. THE DOMESTIC ENGINEERING COMPANY, DAYTON, OHIO THE NONPARTISAN LEADER But Slipry Knows When He is Licked; Tells Crafty Some Wholesome Facts BY N. P. DICTAGRAPH - know when we are licked. We ought . .to have generalship enough to retire gracefully, when we can’t go forward. What’s the use to keep bumping our heads against a stone wall? Honest- ly, I think we are up against it, good an’ proper. There’s no chance, if the past experience proves anything. “For example,” he went on after observing Crafty’s interest in his re- lage precinct, and so on the 22d of February he held a precinct meeting all by himself and elected himself a delegate to the district convention. We thought that was pretty clever and would result in getting a wedge in. But there was mothin’ doin’.” “How did they work it?” asked Crafty, considerably interested. “Well, it seems that somebody had Big Business, Crooked Politics---Heats That Beat as One 4/: iy AZZ5Y, 442///;’/ marks, “up at a town on the mainline we had a man who worked his way into the League. He was at one time a farmer, of course, but has been in local politics for a long time. He told the organizer that he was a farmer and the organizer took him in. 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Without obligation they will bring Delco-Light to your door its operation. If you are interested in having better light and power FIFTEEN rafty Will Play Other Cards left for him to do but to retire in humiliation.” “Can they do that kind o’ busi- ness ?” growled Crafty. . “It’s not a question of ‘can they?’; it’s a question of ‘did they?’ and in this case they did,” answered Slipry, lightly. Crafty looked down his nose and mumbled something not fit to print in a respectable paper. e “Then there is another case,” con- tinued Slipry. Crafty looked dis- gusted. “Up in the northeastern part of the state one of our men had managed to get himself elected delegate to the district convention. When he was seated along with the rest he felt fine. hen nominations were made he managed to get his name put up—by one lone friend who was present. The first ballot he got two votes. The second he got two. The third he got two and the fourth he got one—his own. So he left, also in humiliation.” Crafty mumbled while Slipry relit his dead cigar. "~ “An’ so you think we ought to lay down ?” said Crafty, sarcastically. “Well,” replied Slipry, “it look like its a matter of lay down or be knocked down. Now which would be the best —or worst, rather?” “But I won’t acknowledge defeat by no blamed bunch o’ farmers,” counter- ed Crafty, bitterly. “I positively re- fuse to back down for the ravings of a gang of country Jakes and clod-hop- gersp These rubes and suckers may luff some but not me, not me, Slip.” “Well,” replied Slipry, indifferently, “it is not for me to say what YOU shall do. And as for me I shall con- tinue to take orders and spend the money. As long as you can bluff ‘them’ into the furnishing the cash I see no reason why we should not cop it off. But if ‘they’ think it is going to get ’em anywhere they’ve got an- other think comin’.” “Besides I've got other cards up my sleeve,” assured Crafty. “0O! damn your cards. You’ve had @ whole extra deck up your sleeve but what good have they done?” asked Slipry wrathfully. “Go on and play your fool cards, I’m going to dinner,” anc} he stalked out of the room with a slam. Installed on your e