But time went on, and storms of change came brewing.

Patrick Henry Hanway, expanding beyond the pent-up Utica of a State Capitol, decided upon a political migration to the Senate of the United States.
When this news was understood by men, the shocked aristocracy let their canvasbacks grow cold and their burgundy stand untasted.

With horrified voice they commanded "No!" The United States Senate had been ever reserved for gentlemen, and Patrick Henry Hanway was a clod.

The fiat went forth; Patrick Henry Hanway should not go to the Senate; a wide-eyed patrician wonder was abroad that he should have had the insolent temerity to harbor such a dream--he who was of the social reptilia and could not show an ancestor who had owned a slave! This purple opposition did not surprise the astute Patrick Henry Hanway; it had been foreseen, and he met it with prompt money.

He had made his alliances with divers railway corporations and other big companies, and set in to overturn that feudalism in politics which had theretofore been dominant.