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"If I were to go into Mickewa," said Morton, "and interfere there with the peculiarities of the people as you have done here, it's my belief that they'd have had the eyes out of my head long before this." "That only shows that you don't know Mickewa," said the Senator. "Its people are the most law-abiding population on the face of the earth."
Elias Gotobed, who was coming, was perhaps the most distinguished American of the day, and was Senator for Mickewa. "Mickey war!" said poor Mrs. Hopkins, "that's been one of them terrible American wars we used to hear of." Then Tankard explained to her that Mickewa was one of the Western States and Mr.
Goarly were left in a state of great perturbation of mind. They could not in the least make out among themselves who the gentleman was, or whether he had come for good or evil. That he called himself Gotobed Goarly did remember, and also that he had said that he was an American. All that which had referred to senatorial honours and the State of Mickewa had been lost upon Goarly.
"It seems to me," said the Senator, "that in this matter a great many men are leagued together against you." "You may say that, sir. I didn't just catch your name, sir." "My name is Gotobed; Gotobed; Elias Gotobed, Senator from the State of Mickewa to the United States Congress." Mrs. Goarly who understood nothing of all these titles, and who had all along doubted, dropped a suspicious curtsey.
Who ever seed him a' buying of red herrings and p'ison?" "Hold your jaw," said Goarly, familiarly. "Let 'em prove it. I don't know who you are, sir; but let 'em prove it" "My name, Mr. Goarly, is Elias Gotobed. I am an American citizen, and Senator for the State of Mickewa." Mr. and Mrs. Goarly shook their heads at every separate item of information tendered to them.
But he was quite sure that the system on which such things were managed in England was at variance with that even justice which prevailed in his own country! Yes; by his own country he did mean Mickewa.
Perhaps had he expected the presence of so distinguished a critic as the Senator from Mickewa he might have done better. As it was, being nearly wet through and muddy up to his knees, he did not do the work very well. When Morton and his friends left the church and got into the carriage for their half-mile drive home across the park, Mrs. Morton was the first to speak.
Those men standing round and wiping their eyes, and stifled with grief because a fox had been poisoned, as though some great patriot had died among them in the service of his country, formed one of the most remarkable phenomena, Sir, that ever I beheld in any country. When I get among my own people in Mickewa and tell them that, they won't believe me, sir."
You found one fox dead and you didn't kill another because you didn't try. Well; Mr. Morton, I don't think I shall take to fox hunting even though they should introduce it in Mickewa. "What's become of the rest of the men?" "Most of them are in the brook," said Ned Botsey as he rode on towards Dillsborough. Mr. Runciman was also there and trotted on homewards with Botsey, Larry, and Kate Masters.
"Evidence is facts, sir," said the attorney. "Any way let us settle about the pheasants first" The condition of the Senator's mind may perhaps be best made known by a letter which he wrote from Dillsborough to his especial and well-trusted friend Josiah Scroome, a member of the House of Representatives from his own state of Mickewa.
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