Otherwise your profit will be laughter and ridicule; for the Republican party can never hope to win under such equivocal leadership.

That's all we have to say." Warrington, who had been reading the articles aloud, grinned and thrust the paper into his pocket.
"What shall you do ?" asked John curiously.
"Do?
Go into the fight tooth and nail.

They dub me a meddler; I'll make the word good." "Hurrah!" cried Kate, clapping her hands.

She caught Patty in her arms, and the two waltzed around the dock.
The two men shook hands, and presently all four were reading their private letters.

Warrington received but one.