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"Well, I suppose you know there's an anti-railroad feeling growing in that House, and that Redbrook has more influence with the farmers than any other man." "I didn't know anything about Mr. Redbrook's influence," said Austen. Mr. Tooting looked unconvinced. "Say, Aust, if anything's in the wind, I wish you'd let me know. I'll keep it quiet."
I've been around the State, and I know the sentiment. We've got 'em licked, right now. What have you got against it? You're on our side, Aust." "Ham," said Austen, "are you sure you have the names and addresses of those twenty prominent citizens right, so that any voter may go out and find 'em?" "What are you kidding about, Aust?" retorted Mr. Tooting, biting back the smile again.
"I shouldn't blame this one if he did, if he ever gets well enough," said Austen. Young Mr. Tooting paused with a lighted match halfway to his cigar and looked at Austen shrewdly, and then sat down on the desk very close to him. "Say, Aust, it sometimes sickens a man to have to buy these fellows off. What? Poor devils, they don't get anything like what they ought to get, do they?
"I quite appreciate your delicacy, Ham." Mr. Tooting's face took on once more a sheepish look, which changed almost immediately to one of disquietude. "Say, I'll come back again some day and kid with you. I've got to go, Aust that's straight. This is my busy day." "Wouldn't you gain some time if you left by the window?" Austen asked. At this suggestion Mr.
"I quite appreciate your delicacy, Ham." Mr. Tooting's face took on once more a sheepish look, which changed almost immediately to one of disquietude. "Say, I'll come back again some day and kid with you. I've got to go, Aust that's straight. This is my busy day." "Wouldn't you gain some time if you left by the window?" Austen asked. At this suggestion Mr.
"I came for intellectual pleasure this time," said Austen. "I understand that Mr. Crewe is to deliver an epoch-making speech on the national situation to-morrow." This was too much even for the gravity of Mr. Manning; Mr. Tooting and Mr. Billings and his two colleagues roared, though the Honourable Jacob's laugh was not so spontaneous. "Aust," said Mr. Tooting, admiringly, you're all right."
"Say, Aust, on the dead, I haven't time. Pardriff's waitin' for some copy now." "Just for a minute, Ham," said Austen; "I won't keep you long." "Leggo my collar, then, if you don't want to choke me. Say, I don't believe you know how strong you are." "I didn't know you wore a collar any more, Ham," said Austen. Mr. Tooting grinned in appreciation of this joke.
Tooting often the first. But one evening Mr. Tooting waited until the force had gone, and entered Austen's room with his hand outstretched. "Put her there, Aust," he said. Austen put her there. "I've been exercisin' my thinker some the last few months," observed Mr. Tooting, seating himself on the desk. "Aren't you afraid of nervous prostration, Ham?" "Say," exclaimed Mr.
"I came for intellectual pleasure this time," said Austen. "I understand that Mr. Crewe is to deliver an epoch-making speech on the national situation to-morrow." This was too much even for the gravity of Mr. Manning; Mr. Tooting and Mr. Billings and his two colleagues roared, though the Honourable Jacob's laugh was not so spontaneous. "Aust," said Mr. Tooting, admiringly, you're all right."
"I quite appreciate your delicacy, Ham." Mr. Tooting's face took on once more a sheepish look, which changed almost immediately to one of disquietude. "Say, I'll come back again some day and kid with you. I've got to go, Aust that's straight. This is my busy day." "Wouldn't you gain some time if you left by the window?" Austen asked. At this suggestion Mr.
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