"Hello, grandma! are you going to contradict him? Give us a straight tip about women's rights while you're up;" and poor grandma sat down very precipitately with an exceedingly deep blush.
"If I could only get the chance," she gasped, "I'd give 'em a piece of me mind."
Third on the list came Leslie Walker, whose improvement was beyond belief. No notes or hesitation this time. Each sentence was crisp and clear, and in every detail he evinced the facility for enacting his rôle which is supposedly a feminine accomplishment.
The chairman, in closing the meeting, rose to say—
"In reference to the interjector who said the speaker was mad—"
"Oh, that's what every one said about you when you were in the council, and so you were too, and so are they all. Look at the roads we've got in the municipality," said a voice.
So the chairman had to let the meeting terminate with the candidates thanking the electors for the extraordinarily good hearing they had been accorded; it being part of the humour of politics that the worse a candidate is boo-hooed the more stress he lays upon the good hearing given him, and the more scurrilous he is regarding his opponent the more frantically he assures one that he is a bosom personal friend.
Andrew and I had the distinction of going home under grandma's tutelage, while Carry and Dawn stayed behind to go to the ladies' committee rooms, and Ernest lingered to escort them.
"I say, grandma, are you goin' to vote for that bloke?" inquired Andrew.
"I'm goin' to hear the other side first, and give me opinion after. There wasn't one of the swells there, was there?"