childish, we have never lost our heads. The _Monitor_, from the
very first, has perceived the truth, and it has the courage to tell
it. We contribute this advice willingly and without charge to those
who are conducting the campaign.

"The youthful and flamboyant qualities must be eradicated from Mr.
Grayson. Our young republic cannot afford to be discredited in the
eyes of Europe by the sensational or frivolous actions of one who
is nominated by a great party for the high office of President.
This last adventure with brigands in the mountains is really more
than our patience will bear, and our readers know that our patience
is great. We have suggested, we have advised, and we have even
threatened by indirection, but thus far it has all been futile.

"Now we mean to speak with the bluntness and decision demanded by
the circumstances. A committee of men, mature in years and solid in
judgment, some of whom we can name, must be put in control of the
campaign. Mr. Grayson must be kept within strict limits; he must
take advice before delivering his speeches, and he must not be
permitted to turn aside for irrelevant issues. And since the
_Monitor_ speaks reluctantly, and in the utmost kindness, we
suggest that he become a faithful reader of our columns. A word to
the wise is sufficient."

The day this issue of the _Monitor_ arrived Sylvia said to Churchill:

"Mr. Churchill, I want to thank you in behalf of my uncle for that
beautiful editorial in the _Monitor_. It was put in the very way that
would appeal to him most."

"Do you really think so, Miss Morgan?" said Churchill, blushing with
borrowed pride.

"Oh yes, but it was so typical, it had so much of a certain personal
quality in it, that I am sure you must have telegraphed it to the
_Monitor_ yourself."

"King" Plummer, who stood by and who had very little to say these days,
smiled sourly.

XVI

BY THE FIRELIGHT

The special train now entered one of the most mountainous portions of
Utah, and, as the strenuous nature of the campaign continued, its
exigencies permitted little time for other things. Personal feelings,
fears, and hopes had to be buried, or at least hidden for the time, and
Harley, like all the rest, was absorbed in work. Nevertheless, his
feeling of confidence, even exhilaration, remained. He believed that he
would yet discover a way.