"
"Damn'd picayune hair-splitting! Why can't they use business horse-sense?"
"I'll tell you what they've used! They've used Tim Snell and Waddy Sturges
and a few other safe hounds with muffled paws to run around and lug back
to cities and towns deficient returns and have 'em quietly and secretly
corrected where it was a case of adding a safe man to the legislature. I
know that, Stewart. I know how to make some of my close friends brag to
me. I know it, but I can't prove it. Clean-scrubbed are the faces of those
returns. They'll show up to-morrow like the faces of the good boys on the
first day at school."
"That's North's idea of that game he was talking about, is it?" Morrison
exploded. "I don't believe that Senator Corson knows about those dirty
details, or is a party to 'em."
"Well," asserted the Hon. Calvin Dow, stroking his nose contemplatively,
"Jodrey and I used to cut sharp corners on two wheels of the four of the
old wagon, in past times when he was a politician. But now that he's a
statesman he doesn't like to be bothered by details."
"Do you see any joke to this, Calvin?" demanded Morrison, not relishing
the veteran's chuckle.
"I can't help seeing the humor," confessed Dow, blandly.
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