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Updated: May 12, 2025
Must he be a farmer's hired man or a renter all his life? His mind moved slowly from point to point, but it never returned to its old dumb patience. His mind, like his body, had unknown latent forces. He was one of those natures whose delicacy and strength are alike hidden. "Brad don't know his strength," Councill was accustomed to say.
The crowd swarmed out. "What's the matter?" "Who spoke?" "Deering has withdrawn in favor of Russell. Cast your votes for Russell," repeated the man, and plunged off up the road. The farmers looked at each other. "What the hell's all this?" said Smith. "Who was it?" "I don't know." "He's a liar, whoever he is," said Councill. "Where've I seen him before?" "I know it's Deering's hired man."
Expressly to follow your directions by Captain Newport, though they be performed, I was directly against it; but according to our commission, I was content to be overouled by the major part of the Councill, I feare to the hazard of us all; which now is generally confessed when it is too late.
The men saw the whole trick. This man had been sent out to the most populous of the county voting places to spread a lying report, trusting to the surprise of the announcement to carry a few indecisive votes for Russell. Other men leaped their horses and rode off on Harding's back trail, while Councill, Milton, and old man Bacon rode away after him.
Expressly to follow your directions by Captain Newport, though they be performed, I was directly against it; but according to our commission, I was content to be overouled by the major part of the Councill, I feare to the hazard of us all; which now is generally confessed when it is too late.
But her quiet was broken by Sadie, who came leaping like a fawn down through the grass. "O ma, Aunt Maria and Uncle William are coming. They've jest turned in." "I don't care if they be!" she answered in the same dully-irritated way. "What're they comin' here to-day for, I wan' to know." She stayed there immovably, till Mrs. Councill came down to see her, piloted by two or three of the children.
"I've had about enough of it," Bradley said to him privately while Councill was putting his team in the barn. "I'm better, but it begins to seem like a waste of time." They drove home that night through the still, warm, star-lit air, like father and son in slow talk of the future. The Judge told of the plan for the fall campaign, to which Bradley listened silently.
Here were at table three Sir Richard Brownes, viz.: he of the Councill, a clerk, and the Alderman, and his son; and there was a little grandson also Richard, who will hereafter be Sir Richard Browne.
Upon which, the Duke of Buckingham did bid Holmes, his champion ever since my Lord Shrewsbury's business, Coventry has given me this good occasion by sending my Lord of Buckingham a challenge to turne him out of the Councill. I do intend to turn him allso out of the Treasury.
On the way home Councill shouted back at the young men riding with Jennings: "Now's a good time for you young chaps t' take the field and lectioneer while we nominees wear biled collars, and set in the parlor winder." "What you want to do is stay at home and dig taters," shouted Milton. "A biled collar would defeat any one of yeh, dead sure." This was, in fact, the plan of the campaign.
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