I wus some in hopes that he might give up the idee of bein" United-States senator, and I might have rest from my tower; for I dreaded, oh, how I dreaded, the job! But as day by day pa.s.sed, he grew more and more rampant with the idee. He talked about it all the time daytimes; and in the night I could hear him murmur to himself,-
"Hon. Josiah Allen!"
And once I see it in his account-book, "Old Peed.i.c.k debtor to two sap- buckets to Hon. Josiah Allen."
And he talked sights, and sights, about what he wus goin" to do when he got to Washington, D.C.-what great things he wus goin" to do. And I would get wore out, and say to him,-
"Wall! you will have to get there first."
"Oh! you needn"t worry. I can get there easy enough. I s"pose I shall have to work hard jest as they all do. But as I told you before, if every thing else fails, I have got a grand plan to fall back on-sunthin" new and uneek. Josiah Allen is n.o.body"s fool, and the nation will find it out so."
Then, oh, how I urged him to tell his plan to his lovin" pardner! but he wouldn"t tell.
But hours and hours would he spend, a tellin" me what great things he wus goin" to do when he got to Washington.
Says he, "There is one thing about it. When I get to be United-States senator, uncle Nate Gowdey shall be promoted to some high and responsible place."
"Without thinkin" whether he is fit for it or not?" says I.
"Yes, mom, without thinkin" a thing about it. I am bound to help the ones that help me."
"You wouldn"t have him examined," says I,-"wouldn"t have him asked no questions?"
"Oh, yes! I"d have him pa.s.s a examination jest as the New-York aldermen do, or the civil-service men. I"d say to him, "Be you uncle Nate Gowdey?"
""Yes."
""How long have you been uncle Nate Gowdey?"
"And he"d answer; and I"d say,-
""How long do you calculate to be uncle Nate?"
"And he"ll tell; and then I"ll say,-
""Enough: I see you have all the qualifications for office. You are admitted." That is what I would do."
I groaned. But he kep" on complacently, "I am goin" to help the ones that elect me, sink or swim; and I calculate to make money out of the project, -money and honor. And I shall do a big work there,-there hain"t no doubt of it.
"Now, there is political economy. I shall go in strong for that. I shall say right to Congress, the first speech I make to it, I shall say, that there is too much money spent now to hire votes with; and I shall prove it right out, that we can get votes cheaper if we senators all join in together, and put our feet right down that we won"t pay only jest so much for a vote. But as long as one man is willin" to pay high, why, everybody else has got to foller suit. And there hain"t no economy in it, not a mite.
"Then, there is the ca.n.a.l question. I"ll make a thorough end of that.
There is one reform that will be pushed right through."
"How will you do it?" says I.
"I will have the hull ca.n.a.l cleaned out from one end to the other."
"I was readin" only yesterday," says I, "about the corruption of the ca.n.a.l question. But I didn"t s"pose it meant that."
"That is because you hain"t a man. You hain"t got the mind to grasp these big questions. The corruption of the ca.n.a.l means that the bottom of the ca.n.a.l is all covered with dead cats and things; and it ort to be seen to, by men that is capable of seein" to such things. It ort to be cleaned out. And I am the man that has got the mind for it," says he proudly.
"Then, there is the Star Route. Nothin" but foolishness from beginnin" to end. They might have known they couldn"t make any road through the stars. Why, the very Bible is agin it. The ground is good enough for me, and for any other solid man. It is some visionary chap that begun it in the first place. Nothin" but dumb foolishness; and so uncle Nate Gowdey said it was. We got to talkin" about it yesterday, and he said it was a pity wimmin couldn"t vote on it. He said that would be jest about what they would be likely to vote for.
"He is a smart old feller, uncle Nate is, for a man of his age. He talked awful smart about wimmin"s votin". He said any man was a fool to think that a woman would ever have the requisit grasp of intellect, and the knowledge of public affairs, that would render her a competent voter.
[Ill.u.s.tration: JOSIAH"s STAR ROUTE.]
"I tell you, you have got to understand things in order to tackle politicks. Politicks takes deep study.
"Now, there is the tariff question, and the revenue. I shall most probable favor "em, and push "em right through."
"How?" says I.
"Oh, wall! a woman most probable couldn"t understand it. But I shall push "em forward all I can, and lift "em up."
"Where to?" says I.
"Oh, keep a askin", and a naggin"! That is what wears out us public men,- wimmin"s questionin". It hain"t so much the public duties we have to perform that ages us, and wears us out before our time,-it is woman"s weak curiosity on public topics, that her mind is too feeble to grasp holt of. It is wearin"," says he haughtily.
Says I, "Specially when they don"t know what to answer." Says I, "Josiah Allen, you don"t know this minute what tariff means, or revenue."
"Wall, I know what starvation means, and I know what vittles means, and I know I am as hungry as a bear."
Instinctively I hung on the teakettle. And as Josiah see me pare the potatoes, and grind the coffee, and pound the steak, he grew very pleasant again in his demeanor; and says he,-
"There will be some abuses reformed when I get to Washington, D.C.; and you and the nation will see that there will. Now, there is the civil- service law: Uncle Nate and I wus a talkin" about it yesterday. It is jest what we need. Why, as uncle Nate said, hired men hain"t civil at all, nor hired girls either. You hire "em to serve you, and to serve you civil; and they are jest as dumb uppish and impudent as they can be. And hotel- clerks-now, they don"t know what civil-service means."
"Why, uncle Nate said when he went to the Ohio, last fall, he stayed over night to Cleveland, and the hotel-clerk sa.s.sed him, jest because he wanted to blow out his light: he wanted uncle Nate to turn it off.
"And uncle Nate jest spoke right up, smart as a whip, and said, "Old- fashioned ways was good enough for him: blows wus made before turners, and he should blow it out." And the hotel-clerk sa.s.sed him, and swore, and threatened to make him leave.
"And ruther than have a fuss, uncle Nate said he turned it out. But it rankled, uncle Nate says it did, it rankled deep. And he says he wants to vote for that special. He says he"d love to make that clerk eat humble- pie.
"Uncle Nate is a sound man: his head is level.
"And good, sound platforms, that is another reform, uncle Nate said we needed the worst kind, and he hoped I would insist on it when I got to be senator. He said there was too much talk about "em in the papers, and too little done about "em. Why, Elam Gowdey, uncle Nate"s youngest boy, broke down the platform to his barn, and went right down through it, with a load of hay. And nothin" but that hay saved his neck from bein" broke. It spilte one of his horses.
"Uncle Nate had been urgin" him to fix the platform, or build a new one; but he was slack. But, as uncle Nate says, if such things are run by law, they will have to be done.
"And then, there is another thing uncle Nate and I was talkin" about," says he, lookin" very amiable at me as I rolled out my cream biscuit- almost spooney.
[Ill.u.s.tration: UNCIVIL SERVICE.]
"I shall jest run every poor Irishman and Chinaman out of the country that I can."
"What has the Irishmen done, Josiah Allen?" says I.
"Oh! they are poor. There hain"t no use in our a.s.sociatin" with the poor."
Says I dreamily, "Did I not read once, of One who renounced the throne of the universe to dwell amongst the poor?"