Part 44 (1/2)

”Mr. Grayson,” he said, ”we have admired your campaign--have admired it greatly; we have appreciated the skill with which you have kept away from dangerous subjects, and we have been sure that it would continue to the end, but I must confess that this confidence of ours was shaken a little to-day--I trust that I am not hurting your feelings.”

”Oh no, not at all. I also have a statement to make,” said Jimmy Grayson, ingenuously. ”But I shall be glad to hear yours first.”

The big men were somewhat disconcerted, and Mr. Crayon spoke up briskly:

”Great issues at stake. In such emergencies Presidential nominees must hear advice.”

”You are right,” said Jimmy Grayson, gravely. ”A Presidential nominee ought always to listen to advice.”

Mr. Goodnight's face cleared.

”We feel that we are in a position to speak plainly, Mr. Grayson,” he said. ”We are elderly men, used to the handling of large affairs, and--and this cannot be said of all others in our party. We noticed to-day how you skirted dangerously upon the tariff question, which we think--in fact, which we know--should be avoided. It is a dangerous thing, and we trust it is only an indiscretion that will not be repeated; or, perhaps, it might be a little sop to these people out here, who really do not count.”

Harley glanced at Jimmy Grayson, who was distinctly in the position of one receiving a lecture from his elders, and, therefore, from those who knew more than he. But the face of the candidate expressed nothing save gravity and attention.

”That is quite true,” he said.

”I am glad that you recognize our need,” said Mr. Goodnight. ”I do not know how you feel personally upon this great question, but, as I take it, politics and one's private opinion are different things.”

Jimmy Grayson raised his head as if he were going to speak, but he let it drop without saying anything, and the great manufacturer continued:

”It is often necessary to submerge the lesser in the greater, and never was there a more obvious instance of it than this. We, and by 'we' I mean the great financial interests of the party, are interested in the tariff, and believe that it is best as it is. We do not know how you stand personally, but there is no question how you should stand politically. We men of finance may be in a minority within the party in the matter of votes, but perhaps we may const.i.tute a majority in other and more important respects.”

”All wings of the party are ent.i.tled to an opinion,” said Jimmy Grayson.

”True, but the opinion of one wing may be worth more than the opinion of another wing,” continued Mr. Goodnight; ”and for that reason we who stand at the centres from which the affairs of America are conducted are here. We see the unwisdom of approaching such a subject, and, above all, the destruction that would be caused if you were to speak fully upon it.

It is a topic that must be eliminated.”

Harley saw a quick glitter appear in the eyes of Jimmy Grayson, and then it was shut out by the lowered lids.

”But if this is an issue, and if I am to judge from the overwhelming testimony of the press it is an issue,” said Mr. Grayson, gently, ”ought I not in duty both to my party and myself declare how I stand upon it? I freely confess to you that the matter looks somewhat troublesome, and, therefore, I am glad that we can consult with one another.”

”Why troublesome?” exclaimed Mr. Crayon, shortly. ”Seems to me, Mr.

Grayson, that your shrewd political eye would see point at once. Above all things must avoid split in the party. Campaign will soon close, you are here in Far West, nothing can force you to speak, you avoid issue to the last; clever politics, seems to me.”

And Mr. Crayon rubbed his smooth chin, his eye lighting up with a satisfied smile. Harley glanced again at Jimmy Grayson, and saw a frown pa.s.s over his face, but it was fleeting, and when he spoke once more his voice was unemotional.

”Clever politics is a phrase hard to define,” he said. ”One does not always know just where cleverness lies. I have not said anything definite upon this issue, but it doubtless occurs to you gentlemen that I may have opinions.”

The committee stirred, and Mr. Crayon and Mr. Goodnight looked at each other; it was evident to them that they had not taken the candidate in hand too soon. Harley felt no abatement of interest.

”That is just the point,” said Mr. Goodnight, ”and so we have come West.

We felt that we must act.”

Harley expected to see a flame of wrath appear on Jimmy Grayson's face, but the candidate was unmoved.

”Of course you know what would happen if you were to declare for reduction,” said Mr. Goodnight. They seemed to take it for granted that if he declared at all it would be for reduction.

”Not at all,” replied Mr. Grayson.

”But I do,” said Mr. Goodnight, with emphasis. ”The wealthy, the important wing of the party, would be bound to disown you.”