We
were Whigs when we settled in Massachusetts, and Whigs
when we pulled up stakes and came North rather than take
up arms against the King; but it seemed decent to support
the Government that gave us a chance again under the
flag, and my grandfather changed his politics. Now,
confound it! the flag seems to be with the Whigs again,
for fighting purposes, anyhow; and I don't seem to have
any choice. I've been debating the thing for some time
now, and your talk of making that fine young fellow your
candidate settles it. If you can get your committee to
accept young Murchison, you can count on my vote, and I
don't want to brag, but I think you can count on Moneida
too, though it's never sent in a Grit majority yet."
The men were standing on the steps of the bank, and the
crisp air of autumn brought them both an agreeable tingle
of enterprise. Farquharson's buggy was tied to the nearest
maple.
"I'm going over to East Elgin to look at my brick-kilns,"
he said. "Get in with me, will you?"
As they drove up Main Street they encountered Walter
Winter, who looked after them with a deeply considering
eye.
"Old Ormiston always had the Imperial bee in his bonnet,"
said he.
CHAPTER XXIII
Alfred Hesketh was among the first to hear of Lorne's
nomination to represent the constituency of South Fox in
the Dominion Parliament.
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