But how long do you think it will be before Tammany will be in the saddle again ?" "Oh, never in the world!" said the optimistic head of the table.
"I wish I had your faith; or I should if I didn't feel that it is one of the things that help to establish Tammanys with us.

You will see our Tammany in power after the next election." Kenby laughed in a large-hearted incredulity; and his laugh was like fuel to the other's flame.

"New York is politically a mediaeval Italian republic, and it's morally a frontier mining-town.

Socially it's--" He stopped as if he could not say what.
"I think it's a place where you have a very nice time, papa," said his daughter, and Burnamy smiled with her; not because he knew anything about it.
Her father went on as if he had not heard her.

"It's as vulgar and crude as money can make it.