Plantation, office, or tavern, there would be letters waiting, journals to read, men to meet, committees, clamour, and debate.

Of the ruder sort who had crowded to the church, many were already on the point of departure, mounting their horses, preparing for a race to the nearest tavern and newspaper.

"Gentlemen," exclaimed Rand, "if it's true news--if we have indeed to deplore General Hamilton's death--" "'Deplore!'" cried Mocket.
"'Deplore!'" echoed bluntly a Republican of prominence.

"Don't let's be hypocrites, Mr.Rand.

We'll leave the Federalists to 'deplore'-- " "Oh, I'll deplore him with pleasure!" cried a third.