"They all rolled tobacco with Gideon Rand!" The Three-Notched Road people voted to a man for the son of Gideon Rand, and were promptly reinforced by a contingent of hot Republicans from the Ragged Mountains.

At ten o'clock Lewis Rand was again well ahead, but at this hour there was a sharp rally of the Federalists.

A cheering from without announced the arrival of some popular voter, and Colonel Churchill and his brother, Major Edward, and an array of Federalists from the Fontenoy district, entered the Court House.
"The Churchills are coming, Oho! Oho!" sang out a wag perched on the window-sill.
"Not to that tune," roared a Scot from the gallery.

"Mon, they're Tories!" "Gentlemen, gentlemen! order at the polls!" shouted the sheriff.
"Colonel Churchill, for whom do you vote ?" "I vote, sir," cried the Colonel, "for Mr.Ludwell Cary, for a gentleman and a patriot, sir, and may the old county never be represented but by such!" "Order, order at the polls! Colonel Churchill votes for Mr.Ludwell Cary! Major Edward Churchill, whom do you vote for ?" "For whom do you suppose, Mr.Sheriff ?" said the Major.

"For Mr.Ludwell Cary." Cary rose from the bench and stepped forward to the edge of the platform.