"Sometimes I have been known to."
"Er—suppose an old soldier was in front of the White House at eleven o'clock—an old soldier with a gal suppose?"
The senator saw the point, and took no pains to restrain his admiration.
"Jethro," he said, slapping him on the shoulder, "I'm willing to bet a few thousand dollars you'll run your state for a while yet."
CHAPTER V
"Heard you say you was goin' for a walk this morning, Cynthy," Jethro remarked, as they sat at breakfast the next morning.
"Why, of course," answered Cynthia, "Cousin Eph and I are going out to see Washington, and he is to show me the places that he remembers." She looked at Jethro appealingly. "Aren't you coming with us?" she asked.
"M-meet you at eleven, Cynthy," he said.
"Eleven!" exclaimed Cynthia in dismay, "that's almost dinner-time."
"M-meet you in front of the White House at eleven," said Jethro, "plumb in front of it, under a tree."