"But John is my brother-in-law; he's a much better lawyer and would make a good judge."
"When did they begin electing good lawyers as Judges of the Court of Appeals? You are standard judicial timber. And when did you develop such a sentimental family streak? You have not been to see your mother since you returned from Italy in 1919."
"Well, I will go down to Louisville and see what Searcy Chilton has to say about it. Let's have dinner."
Several days later he called on Searcy Chilton. After waiting a short while he was admitted to his private office. "Well! Hello Saylor! When did you get in? What do you want? How are things going in the Eleventh this fall? We must have thirty-five thousand in that district."
"I want the nomination for Judge of the Court of Appeals in the Seventh District."
"Against your brother-in-law?"
"Yes, he didn't consult me before he announced."
"You are too late. We have promised that to Judge Kash; though from the way he's shelling out, he had better change his name to Judge Tight Wad. Your nomination would hold some votes which otherwise Cornwall would swing for the State ticket. How do you stand with the miners? If I give you the nomination what will you do for the State ticket?"
"I will give five thousand dollars and finance my own campaign. I'm all right with the miners, if I do say so myself."
"Well, I will think about it and if my answer is favorable your announcement will be in the Sunday Post. If you see the announcement bring me down that five thousand in cash next week. I want no checks. No one need know what is spent this year. Goodbye. Call again when you come to town."