It had not
been many years, I say, since the Hon. Creighton Minott had thrown
wide its doors to whoever came--that is, whoever came properly
accredited. It didn't last long, of course. Politics changed; the
"ins" became the "outs." And with the change came the bridging-
over period--the kind of cantilever which hope thrusts out from
one side of the bank of the swift-flowing stream of adversity in
the belief that somebody on the other side of the chasm will build
the other half, and the two form a highway leading to a change of
scene and renewed prosperity.
The hospitable Collector continued to be hospitable. He had always
taken chances--he would again. The catch-terms of Garry's day,
such as "couldn't fool him," "keep your eye peeled," "a buzz-saw,"
etc., etc., were not current in the father's day, but their
synonyms were. He knew what he was about. As soon as a particular
member of the Board got back from the other side the Honorable
Collector would have the position of Treasurer, and then it was
only a question of time when he would be President of the new
corporation.
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