Couldn't Fool "mack."

During the struggle over the nomination at LouisYÜlo forthe Vioo Prosidency, McCullagh, of tho St. Louis Dcmocrut, vrho was in the room, and who was deeply interostod in thu suocoss of Grant in Indiana, eleutionoered prutty warmly tor Edgcrton. Colonol Duncan observed tho shruwd, wiry losj-roller at work, and boing in favor of Adams went over to McCullagh. " ilack," said ho, " you aro not a delegato and if you don't quit interfermg I will caïl tho attcntion of the Convention to the fact." " ]!ut I want to help Grant in Indiana," pereisted Maok. " This is not a Grant Convontion," said the Coloncl. Mack looked up in his face with a gort of quizical tmile, and said in ft confldential tono : "Pghaw, now, Colonnl, what's tho uso of talMtlg that way to me. That's too thin. The Convention is citherfor Grant or üreoley, and you know you are not for Greoloy. It'll do to teil outsiders, but it won't do to teil an old stager like me." Uol. Duncan looked at him a moment with " spcculation in his oyes " aud walk.ed off, not too soon, however, to hcar Maok's parting shot : " Grant pays for this 'hing, and ho has a right to bo considerod."