Amos settled back with a sigh of satisfaction. He enjoyed company and had had no one but John since his wife's death.
"Looks as if the country'd go Republican next fall," he said by way of starting a conversation.
"I don't see why," returned Marshall, who was a Democrat.
"Folks are sick of Democratic graft," said Levine.
"And Republicans think it's their turn, eh?" inquired Marshall. "Well, maybe it is, maybe it is!"
Amos laughed genially. "Satisfied with your share, Dave?"
"Got my eye on just one more little mite. Just one little mite, then
I'm through," chuckled Marshall.
"Then you good Republicans can get your feet into the trough."
"Co-ee! Lydia!" came a call from the lake shore.
Lydia ran to the kitchen door. Charlie Jackson and Kent were skating up to the bank.