It's an awful load on the Republican Party in this state, having to carry Bill Ragsdale.

O Lord!" He pursed his fat lips, and his eyes took on a far-away expression, as though some profound utterance had diverted his thoughts to remote realms of reverie.

"So you're goin' to write Mort up; well, my God!" The exact relevance of this was not apparent.

Harwood had assumed on general principles that the Honorable Isaac Pettit, of the "Fraser County Democrat," was an humble and obedient servant of the Honorable Morton Bassett, and would cringe at the mention of his name.

To be sure, Mr.Pettit had said nothing to disturb this belief; but neither had the editor manifested that meek submission for which the reporter had been prepared.