It's a good thing, and I like it.

It's what's been needed in these 'ere parts a long time, and it's talked about all over Chazy County." "Thank you," said the editor briefly, for the praise was given in a perfunctory way that irritated her.
"The only other papers in this senatorial deestric', which covers three counties," continued the visitor, in impressive tones, "air weeklies, run by political mud-slingers that's bought up by the Kleppish gang." "What is the Kleppish gang ?" she asked, wonderingly.
"The supporters o' that rascal, Colonel Kleppish, who has been occupyin' my berth for goin' on eight years," he said with fierce indignation.
"I fear I do not understand," remarked Patsy, really bewildered.

"What was your berth, which Colonel Kleppish has--has usurped ?" "See that 'Honer'ble' on the card ?" "I do." "That means I were senator--state senator--which makes any common man honer'ble, accordin' to law, which it's useless to dispute.

I were elected fer this deestric', which covers three counties," he said proudly, "an' I served my country in that capacity." "Oh, I see.

But you're not state senator now ?" "No; Kleppish beat me for the nomination, after I'd served only one term." "Why ?" "Eh?
Why did he git the nomination?
'Cause he bought up the newspapers--the country weeklies--and set them to yellin' 'graft.' He made 'em say I went into office poor, and in two years made a fortune." "Did you ?" asked the girl.
He shuffled in his seat.
"I ain't used to talkin' politics with a girl," he admitted; "but seein' as you're the editor of this paper--a daily, by Jupe!--you've probably got a head on you and understand that a man don't get into office for his health.