"I know you will handle the two delegates you are to look after as well as you do the judge's team; and you ought to, you know, because the delegates are men.

You dears!" She stroked the sleek necks of the colts and handed them bunches of grass.
Briscoe came out, and let the friendly animals nose his shoulder as he looked gravely down on the piquant face beside him in the dusk.

"Young lady," he said, "go East.

Wait till we get on to Washington, and sit in the gallery, and see John Harkless rise up in his place, and hear the Speaker say: 'The Gentleman from Indiana!' I know the chills would go up and down my spine, and I guess you'd feel pretty well paid for your day's work.

I guess we all would." "Aren't you tired, Helen ?" asked Minnie, coming to her in the darkness and clasping her waist.
"Tired?
No; I'm happy.