I should
be sorry to assign their politics, and none of them seemed
to know much about the merits of the candidates, so they
are not perhaps very pertinent, except for the curiosity
shown by the public at the spectacle of gentlemen carrying
their own bags when there were porters to do it.
It was a day long remembered and long quoted. The weather
was spring-like, sun after a week's thaw; it was pleasant
to be abroad in the relaxed air and the drying streets,
that here and there sent up threads of steam after the
winter house-cleaning of their wooden sidewalks. Voting
was a privilege never unappreciated in Elgin; and today
the weather brought out every soul to the polls; the
ladies of his family waiting, in many instances, on the
verandah, with shawls over their heads, to hear the report
of how the fight was going. Abby saw Dr Harry back in
his consulting room, and Dr Henry safely off to vote,
and then took the two children and went over to her
father's house because she simply could not endure the
suspense anywhere else. The adventurous Stella picketed
herself at a corner near the empty grocery which served
as a polling-booth for Subdivision Eleven, one of the
most doubtful, but was forced to retire at the sight of
the first carryall full of men from the Milburn Boiler
Company flaunting a banner inscribed "We are Solid for
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