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About the time of which we have been speaking, and particularly a day or two after Mr. Thurston's proposal to Seymour, Mr. Hay was quite indisposed, and more than usually depressed in spirits, in consequence of being unable to attend an election inwhich his old adjutant, Tim Rice, was much interested. Seymour, who observed his uneasiness, offered to go in his place, and supply the deficiency as well as he could; and Mr. Hay, though fearful that Seymour was not yet strong enough for the effort, permitted him to make it, and gave him the necessary instructions.

As he was going out, accoutred for the trip, he encountered Miss Hay in the hall.

"Are you going to ride this morning?" said she.

"Yes, to, to try to forward the election of your old friend Tim Rice."

"My friend!" said the young lady, with a scornful curl of the lip. "But you are not well enough! You look very pale!"

"Pale! do I?" said Seymour, the blood rushing to his face to supply the deficiency.

Caroline blushed most sympathetically, and after an instant's awkward pause, and without another word spoken, Seymour mounted his horse and was off. He had not been in so good spirits in a long time. Perhaps the brilliant opening offered by Mr.

Thurston inspired him. It certainly could not have been so slight a thing as a young lady's blush.

Arrived at the ground, he set about his secondhand canvassing with the very best intentions of fulfilling Mr. Hay's directions and wishes. His own partialities were certainly not in favor of Tim Rice, since we cannot always love our benefactors; and his view of Tim's character was a good deal clearer, and cooler, and less indulgent than was Mr. Hay's, this latter gentleman being what may well be called a warm friend, though he could not justly be styled a bitter enemy.

Seymour found Tim already warmly engaged, and all the world shouting at the very top of their powers, in order to make things clearer. There was a considerable assemblage of the farmers of the neighborhood, and we may venture to assert, without having been present, that a more respectable looking set of men cannot be found any where under the same circumstances. To be sure, as is some of all sorts

often sagely observed, "it takes to make a world; " and so it does to make an election meeting; and this "all sorts" comprised some curious specimens. There was one tall fellow with his hat knocked in on one side, and a rifle on his shoulder, who was insisting on his own qualifications for a constableship; another with a blazing nose more generously advocating the claims of his friend.

"He's a little high just now, to be sure," said

this Achates, "but he's never the fellow to get drunk when he's got any thing to do."

"Vote for Spriggins," said one; "he's a highflyer! he licked Kneeland last winter 'cause he said he wa'n't no gentleman!"

"Don't put Kneeland in," said a ragged youth, confidentially to a circle of a dozen; "don't vote for him; he's a mean tee-totaller!

A cart, drawn up within convenient distance from the scene of action, contained the elements of a hundred quarrels and twice the number of black eyes; and there was still standing-place left on the back part. On this conspicuous perch, sure of entranced and stationary auditors, Mr. Rice now exhibited his well-known person, not dressed as for a gala-day, but studiously slovenly and common in his array. The time for opening the poll was near at hand, and not a moment was to be lost.



I did but prompt the age to quit their clogs
By the known laws of modern liberty.


"GENTLEMEN," said the orator, taking off his hat and waving it in a courteous and inviting manner, while he wiped his brow with a faded cotton handkerchief," Gentlemen! may I beg your attention for a few moments! You are aware that I do not often draw very largely on your patience, and also that I am not a man who is fond of talking about himself. It is indeed a most unpleasant thing to me to be in a manner forced to advocate my own cause, and nothing short of the desire I feel to have an opportunity of advancing the interest of my friends and neighbors in the legislature would induce me to submit to it."

Somebody groaned, "Oh, Tim, that's tough!" "Yes, gentlemen! as you observe, it is tough; it is a thing that always hurts a man's feelings. But as I was observing, we must go through with whatever is for the good of our country. The greatest good of the greatest number, I say!"


By this time the auditory had greatly increased, and comprised indeed nearly all the voters. Rice went on with increasing animation.

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"This is the principle to go upon, and if this was only carried out, we should all have been better off long ago. This is where the legislature wants mending. They always stop short of the right mark. They get frightened, gentlemen! yes, frightened, scar't! they always have a lot of these small souls among them souls cut after a scant pattern - souls that are afraid of their own shadows that object to all measures that would really relieve the people, so they just give the people a taste to keep them quiet, and no more, for fear of what folks a thousand miles off would say! You've heard of the jackass that was scar't at a penny trumpet well, these jackasses are scar't at what isn't louder than a penny trumpet, nor half so loud."

Here was a laugh, which gave the orator time to moisten his throat from a tumbler handed up by a friend.

"Now you see, gentlemen, nobody would have said a word against that exemption bill, if every body was as much in favor of the people as I am. I don't care who knows it, gentlemen, I am in favor of the people. Don't the people want relief? And what greater relief can they have than not to be obliged to pay their debts, when they have nothing to pay them with? that is, nothing that they can spare conveniently. I call that measure a half-way measure, gentlemen, it is a measure that leaves a way open to take a man's property if he happens to have a little laid by a little of his

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