“And as I was sayin’,” went on Bonner, “I want to get this guy, Jim Irwin. An’ bein’ the cause of his gittin’ the school, I’d like to be on the board to kick him off; but if you fellers would like to have some one else, I won’t run, and if the right feller is named, I’ll line up what friends I got for him.” “You got no friend can git as many wotes as you can,” said Peterson. “I tank you better run.”
“What say, Ez?” asked Bonner.
“Suits me all right,” said Bronson. “I guess we three have had our fight out and understand each other.”
“All right,” returned Bonner, “I’ll take the office again. Let’s not start too soon, but say we begin about a week from Sunday to line up our friends, to go to the school election and vote kind of unanimous-like?”
“Suits me,” said Bronson.
“Wery well,” said Peterson.
“I don’t like the way Colonel Woodruff acts,” said Bonner. “He rounded up that gang of kids that shot us all to pieces at that hearing, didn’t he?”
“I tank not,” replied Peterson. “I tank he was yust interested in how Yennie managed it.”
“Looked mighty like he was managin’ the demonstration,” said Bonner. “What d’ye think, Ez?”
“Too small a matter for the colonel to monkey with,” said Bronson. “I reckon he was just interested in Jennie’s dilemmer. It ain’t reasonable that Colonel Woodruff after the p’litical career he’s had would mix up in school district politics.”