He hobbled back on crutches to his brother's home in Mississippi amid
the shouts and frenzied acclaim of a proud and grateful people. Within
three years from the day he entered public life, he took his seat in the
Senate Chamber of the United States beside Clay, Calhoun and Webster,
the peer of any man within its walls, and with the conscious power of
Knowledge and Truth, girded himself for the coming struggle of giants.
The Story
CHAPTER I
THE CURTAIN RISES
"For the Lord's sake, Jennie--"
Dick Welford paused at the bottom of a range of steps which wound up the
capitol hill from Pennsylvania Avenue.
The girl standing at the top stamped her foot imperiously.
"Hurry--hurry!"
"I won't--"
"Then I'll leave you!"
The boy laughed.
"You don't dare. It's barely sunup--still dark in spots--the boogers'll
get you--"
With a grin he deliberately sat down.
"Dick Welford, you're the laziest white man I ever saw in my life--We
won't get a seat, I tell you--"
"We can stand up."
"We won't even get our noses in the door--"
"You don't think these old Senators get up at daylight, do you?"
"They didn't go to bed last night--"
"I'll bet they didn't!" Dick laughed.
"I know one that didn't anyhow--"
"Who?"
"Senator Davis.
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