Mondovi High School - Mirror Yearbook (Mondovi, WI)

 - Class of 1916

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‘nfL-ct-, Mi.lf j£ o jS- , “This your first attempt? Tough luck that, better try someone easier next time. You’re getting into pretty difficult stuff trying to best us, eh Crawford? Phone the police.” Crawford hesitated, then looked knowingly at Dalbey. The glance was returned as if understood. Crawford whispered a few words to Dalbey, who thereupon addressed these words to the burglar, “Say “You search him, Dalbey.” Nothing of interest was found on him and he was taken into the living room and asked to sit at the table around which they all grouped, Crawford and Dalbey on one side and the burglar on the other. Observing him under the light the politicians were surprised at the personal appearance of the fellow. He was far from possessing the appearance of a burglar He winced under cover of the revolver, but scon a sickening grin was seen to play on his lips. old man want to get out of this in tiptop shape, and make a haul without any risk?” The burglar had remained silent and subdued but when questioned he bristled and brightened. “Anything to keep from the pen,” he replied and to get a little good hard cash.” was good-looking, not over thirty years of age and far from unintelligent, as the politicians later concluded in their conversation with him. “Who are you and where’d you come from,” Dalbey demanded. “Well, state your business,” the burglar replied. My name’s Jack Brown and 6

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go into the house, Jim and dope it out.” CHAPTEK II. (In which Crawford makes his move). Ail tlie household had retired. In the Ji.mg room sat the wily Crawford and his mnfidant Jim Dalbey. Clever they Mere, and inttn ely they were softly and ni.ot :)y working out a scheme to frustrate Dick Hueklev’s political aspirations. t the lower end of the city was gath- 1 ,i mob of excited citizens, eagerly lis- l •! !, ; to a speech being given from a r'tfiim made up of a big dry-goods box. I) .k Buckley was the center of the at-m 'ion and in vivid and exciting lan-rai'o lie expressed his intentions of run-ni’ig for m ivor directly opposing the fa-incus Crawfoid. Buckley was a young at-t - and had won the hearts of a good iiianv of the working and middle classes f people. lie was a brilliant young felloe. jieiliaps thirty years of age, had Icon very successful thus far in his law practice and had won many friends. Tt !• 11 been rumored from time to time that Mayer Crawford had practiced numerous mdirhand methods while in office, had built up a political machine of corruptin' and dishonesty, but with his enormous wealth could easily buv influence among the miblie mind. Dick Buckley was shrewd and aggressive, and for the last couple of years in his dealings with different public cases which he had handled lie had discovered that Crawford was a dishonest crook and that if the truth were known Crawford would stand no possible chance of re-election hy anv fair-minded body of people. Buckley believed that the chance of a life-time for winning political prestige was at hand. The man who would expose the unlawful workings of Crawford’s political machinery and disclose to the public open-handed and fear lessly what was being done and had been done was sure of election. This was his first campaign speech and with his honest straightforward earnestness he was ran-idlv winning over a large crowd of fol- lowers who listened with interest to his outspoken denunciations of Crawford’s policy. They were startled by the plain accusations, challenges and defiances of the young lawyer. The scene was an odd one; a decided contrast to the gayer and more brilliant banquet ceremony just held at the Hotel Randolph. But no scene could be more spirited. Buckley’s words were startling and hurled defiance at the very Mayor of the city. It was part of his plan to arouse public spirit and to do it on this night and at this time of night was to his mind the time to begin the attack. A mob had gathered now; both Buckley’s folk wers and some of Crawford’s. Crawford’s followers were amazed at the sharp words of the young candidate and hoped for his immediate check. But Crawford was certainly not inactive. “I tell you Jim, let him go tonight I’ll make a speech tomorrow that will convince nearly every voter in this city that Buckley is crazy.” “Crawford, for once you’re wrong. If lie was green it would be all right, but he’s got the goods and something else has got to be done. All that will save you from disgrace will be Buckley’s removal from the city.” “Then that’s what we’ll do.” A loud crashing noise in the dining room interrupted the conversation. Evidently someone was in there and had run into a table and upset it. “Quick, Crawford, where’s a gun.” Crawford quickly drew out a long threatening thirty-eight and quick as a flash the door was thrown up, a light flashed in the dining room and there just as cool as one might appear under the circumstances was a burglar packing up the Hon. Crawford’s best tableware. He winced under cover of the revolver, but soon a sickening grin was seen to play on his lips. “We’re just in time” broke in Dalbov grinning at the intruder while Crawford held him under cover with the revolver. 5



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‘i B-e itmj x o I'm from New York. 1 never stole a thing in my life and I’m glad now you • might me this time, hut I'm pressed to the hone for cash. What ’ye want? Some help on that Buckley case?” i lie politicians started. “What do you kin w aoout Buckley? they broke out in «In i us. Oh nothing much, except that I heard him giving a speech over by the Central Depot tonight and I knew this is where Ciawford, the other candidate lived and being the only man in the city whom I knew was worth anything I struck for it That hoy’s got a pile of statistics against you, and judging from appearances you ain’t a hit better than 1 am.” While speaking his catlike eyes alisorhed every object of discernment in the room, the important paper and all were left in view and little escaped the attention of the burglar. “Don’t get important all of a sudden w '’ve got the goods on you and if you behave yourself you’ll come out alright P.ut what do you know about this Buck-lev case? Anything?” The burglar shook his head. The politicians seemed relieved. “Is Buckley still talking?” “lie was about fifteen minutes ago.” the Burglar replied, ”1 came right from there over here.” “Well, here’s our plan. Remember if you don’t come to our tenns we’ll turn you over to the police. It’s for our interest that we get Buckley out of the city and nut for a couple of weeks. And the time to take him out is now. Now, you get Dick Buckley out of city tonight and keep him out until after election and its worth $1,0(10 to you. What do you say? Make out the papers Jim.” “I can do the job, but it’ll cost you more than a thousand dollars, because I’ve got a eouple of other fellows to come in on this.” “Well, then two thousand Here sign H e papers.” “Sign first yourself, both of youi the burglar replied and shoved the papers over to tue politicians. Crawford and Dalbey both signed the papers, a duplicate copy was made and after carefully examining them the burglar signed “Jim Brown to them both. Both parties were left with a copy. “Now' what’s your plan” asked Crawford, “need any money?” “Give me a hundred dollars, that’ll do to start on. I’ll have to hire a car and two other fellows to help me. and in fifteen minutes Dick Buckley’ll lie on on his way to Pittsburgh. And you fellows will send me the two thousand there tomorrow afternoon or at my own peril 1 11 send you both to the pen with me?” The burglar hurriedly left and in a few moments Crawford and Dalbey left the room for the scene of the political gathering centered around their opponent. The crowd was intense; there were men on both sides there now, and Buckley was still boldly hammering away his threats toward the Crawford faction, when a powerful motor car suddenly drove up with three occupants, ran right alongside the dry-goods box on which the young political candidate was mounted and stopped just long enough for two of the men to scoop him up into the car, then sped away like fury. It was so quick and unexpected that the crowd were dumfounded and speechless for a moment. Crawford and Dalbev quietly chuckled and laughed— to them it was a joke. No one would ever know who was at the bottom of the affair and in two weeks the election would be over. But Dick’s followers would never allow the crowd to depart with such an abrupt and interrupted ending, so Jack Carelton, Dick’s private secretary mounted the platform and denounced the act declaring it was only an example of the dirty work characterizing the Crawford faction, and that it was their work from beginning to end, and made the sensational statement of the evening when he de- 7

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