conviction which has made him so strong among the business men of Bath and to which may be credited the fact that the triumph of free silver was made the occasion of a unanimous celebration among the Democrats last night.

Personally, Mr. Sewall is a man easy of approach, of dignified address, with a frankness which makes those who meet him for the first time feel at ease.

His home life is an unusually pleasant one, for his two sons-Harold M. Sewall, ex-consul to Samoa, and William D. Sewall, one of his partners in the big ship-building firm-are now settled close beside him, and from his beautiful mansion on the hill he looks out on the broad harbor into which he has sent so many of those ships which have made the firm's name famous.

His labors in the cause of the American merchant marine have been unceasing. At every marine conference of importance held in this country he has been an active leader.

In 1859 he married Miss Emily Duncan Crocker, daughter of a prominent citizen of Bath. Mr. Sewall is eminently a successful business man. Finance has been a study with him during the score of years that he has been an active banker, and he has familiarized himself with the methods and theories of the European countries, and he is a most unflinching bimetallist.

He is convinced that the free coinage of silver

at 16 to 1 will bring that metal at once to a par with gold, will break the combines which now throttle the currency at will, and will restore business prosperity by giving a currency that is not at the mercy of London bankers.

He has advocated the free coinage of silver for the past ten years, was opposed to the nomination of Cleveland in 1892 as a step which was sure to aggravate the financial difficulties, which he saw so clearly. But he worked loyally for the success of the ticket after it had been nominated, his motto always being, "The majority rules."

SEWALL HEARS NEWS.

There was a surprised man in Chicago when told he had been nominated for the office of VicePresident of the United States by the National Democratic Convention.

Arthur Sewall was in the Coliseum at the beginning and the middle stages of the fight for the second place on the ticket. Then he took a train on the Illinois Central Railroad at Sixty-third Street with the intention of coming down-town. The train tarried a few minutes before it started. A man sauntered along.

"Who will be nominated?" some one asked of him. "It looks like Sewall," was the reply. Arthur Sewall became interested. Just then the train began to move. By fast running another man barely caught the last platform. A curious

passenger put a question to him.

"Sewall is the

man," he shouted exultingly. Thus was the wealthy New Englander informed that the choice had fallen to him.

Senator Clayton, of Alabama, was with Sewall. The two went directly to the Palmer House when the train reached Jackson Street. The parlor on the second floor was entered and the door was locked and double bolted against all callers. Several of the Alabama delegation were later admitted, and after a while some of the Maine delegates trooped in and presented their compliments. The news spread fast. The silver advocates and the men of populistic tendencies wanted to congratulate Sewall. They gathered in groups, but the door was closed.

Finally it was thrown open to the newspaper men. The Maine man talked to them for a few minutes. Then he asked to be excused. He put a wide-brimmed straw hat on his head, and accompanied by the two Alabama men, Clayton and John W. Tomlinson, walked down the stairs. to the ground floor, where they were met and where Sewall was congratulated by two men.

The great multitude stood idly about and wondered who the stranger was. The three walked through the drug store of the Palmer House, dodged a cab in crossing the street, and entered the Clifton House on the opposite corner. They walked up the stairs to the first floor. They