| Porter | 206 |
| Milton | 210 |
| Catlin | 52 |
| Scattering | 16 |
“Porter’s done for on the next,” was whispered round the hall, though where it started, no one knew. Evidently his adherents thought so, for one made a motion to adjourn. It was voted down, and once more the roll call started.
“I shall vote for Milton,” Peter told Schlurger, and the changes in the delegations as the call proceeded, proved that many changes were being made the same way. Yet the fourth ballot showed:
| Porter | 125 |
| Milton | 128 |
| Catlin | 208 |
| Scattering | 14 |
The wildest excitement broke out in the Porter delegates. “They’ve beaten us,” screamed Kennedy, as much to himself as to those about. “They’ve used Milton to break our ranks, meaning Catlin all the time.” So in truth, it was. Milton had been put up to draw off Porter’s delegates, but the moment they had begun to turn to Milton, enough New York City delegates had been transferred to Catlin to prevent Milton being chosen. Amid protests and angry words on all sides another ballot was taken:
| Catlin | 256 |
| Porter | 118 |
| Milton | 110 |
Before the result was announced. Green was at Peter’s elbow.
“Will you move to make it unanimous?” he asked.
“Yes.” And Peter made the formal motion, which was carried by acclamation. Half an hour served to choose the Lieutenant-Governor and the rest of the ticket, for the bulk of it had already been slated. The platform was adopted, and the convention dissolved.
“Well,” said Kennedy angrily to Peter, “I guess you’ve messed it this time. A man can’t please both sides, but he needn’t get cussed by both.”