Marshall got 'em from all over the country, and they'll be set to work today, so everything will seem reg'lar." "Where do they sleep and eat ?" inquired the doctor.
"Forty sleep in Hayes's barn, and the other twenty-six in the stock loft over the planing mill.

Marshall's got a commissary department and feeds 'em regular rations, like so many soldiers.

Of course I'm paying for all this expense," acknowledged Mr.Hopkins, somewhat regretfully.
"And do you suppose these sixty-six votes will turn the scale ?" asked Dr.Squiers.
"They're sure to.

We finished the last canvass yesterday, and according to our figures Forbes has about eighteen votes the best of us.

That's getting it down pretty close, but we may as well make up our minds we're beaten if we don't vote the men over at the mill.