Clarence Budington Kelland

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Clarence Budington Kelland Simeon Small, Compromise Candidate (1916)

Garrity sought me out, seemingly bubbling with enthusiasm. He had caused several placards to be printed at what seemed to me to be an exorbitant cost. These bore legends of his composition, setting forth the spirit of my campaign. Though I could not give my whole-hearted approval of them, nevertheless he seemed to have comprehended my desires and to have stated, in the language of the people, my thoughts. The first of these placards said:
"Chase the rough-necks out of politics."
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Clarence Budington Kelland Simeon Small, Compromise Candidate (1916)

I exclaimed. "There was the thought of no common intellect, the expression of no ordinary soul. Miss Edwina, you have overwhelmed me."
She blushed. Unreservedly and without fear of successful contradiction, I assert that she blushed. I was conscious of placing a finger on my pulse to note the rapid increase of my heart-beats per minute.
"I shall put your plan into execution immediately," said I, and hastened forth in search of Mr. Garrity, my exceedingly active campaign-manager.
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Clarence Budington Kelland Simeon Small, Compromise Candidate (1916)

Wilson, was no more amenable to reason. That left but one course open to me, namely, to enter the election against both of them—in short, to become a compromise candidate without the consent or volition of either of the parties. I should see to it that the people of my county had an opportunity to choose for their chief officer a man not swayed by the baser passions of revenge or ambition or greed, but purely by a desire to be of service to the commonwealth.
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