Because he is an honest, game man, he set out to straighten things up. I
want to tell you that my hat's off to Sam Yesler.
"But that ain't what I rose for. I'm going to name for the United States
senate a clean man, one who doesn't wear either the Harley or the Ridgway
brand. He's as straight as a string, not a crooked hair in his head, and
every manjack of you knows it. I'm going to name a man"--he stopped an
instant to smile genially around upon the circle of uplifted faces--"who
isn't any friend of either one faction or another, a man who has just had
independence enough to quit a big job because it wasn't on the square. That
man's name is Lyndon Hobart. If you want to do yourselves proud, gentlemen,
you'll certainly elect him."
If it was a sensation he had wanted to create, he had it. The Warner forces
were taken with dumb surprise. But many of them were already swiftly
thinking it would be the best way out of a bad business. He would be
conservative, as fair to the Consolidated as to the enemy. More, just now
his election would appeal to the angry mob howling outside the building,
for they could ask nothing more than the election of the man who had
resigned rather than order the attack on the Taurus, which had resulted in
the death of some of their number.
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