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After all this came the organizing stage and after that the big public meetings and the rallies. Perhaps you have never seen a county being "organized." It is a wonderful sight. First of all the Bagshaw men drove through crosswise in top buggies and then drove through it again lengthwise.
Bagshaw to Twickenham town to procure some, for it was getting late, and if they lost the tide, they should be on the water till midnight, and they did not like the appearance of the sky, which was by no means so blue as it had hitherto been. However, the want of bread did not much signify; they could make a shift with Miss Snubbleston's biscuits and poundcakes.
In his political ideas Edward Drone was and, as everybody in Mariposa knew, always had been crazy. He used to come up to the autumn exercises at the high school and make speeches about the ancient Romans and Titus Manlius and Quintus Curtius at the same time when John Henry Bagshaw used to make a speech about the Maple Leaf and ask for an extra half holiday.
So now, I think, you understand something of the general political surroundings of the great election in Missinaba County. John Henry Bagshaw was the sitting member, the Liberal member, for Missinaba County. The Liberals called him the old war horse, and the old battle-axe, and the old charger and the old champion and all sorts of things of that kind.
"Why, then, madam, to use a strong expression, I must say that " But a loud rap at the street-door prevented the utterance of an "expression," the force of which would doubtless have humbled Mrs. Claudius Bagshaw down to the very dust. "Claudius," said the lady, hastily drying her eyes, "that is Uncle John's knock. We'll go to Gre Put Greenwich, love."
Bagshaw; "but this is only the 3d of July, and, as the anniversary of our happy day is the 24th of August, the weather may change." This proposition Mr. Bagshaw did not attempt to deny. The Bagshaws were the happiest couple in the world.
Off went Uncle John in quest of Jack Richards; and, that the pleasantest thing in the world might not suffer by delay, off went Mr. Bagshaw to apprize the Snodgrasses, the Groutses, and the rest of the nominees; and, more important still, off went the lady to the poulterer's, to inquire whether he was likely to have any nice pigeons for a pie, about the twenty-third of next month.
Carey's hands nervously clutched a heavy bronze inkstand, which lay on the table in front of the President. "The information which led to the suppression of the Royalist outbreak at Aldershot. Mrs. Carey is a government spy and informer," answered Bagshaw brutally. Then he tried to rise from his chair, for he saw a threatening look in Carey's eye.
"This last fellow is sure to be a 'sitter," Bagshaw said, "here is Collier's chance to bowl right through an innings, I don't suppose he has ever done it before."
Mabel, operating dexterously behind the blue flame of a spirit lamp, Low Jinks hovering around in well-trained acolyte performances, said, "Now I rather pride myself on my Turkish coffee, Mr. Boom Bagshaw." Mr.
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