ok at, but shy in the mouth-speech. With Dr. Macann the Tories put up a Mr. Saule, from Bristol, who took a terrible deal of snuff and looked wise, but had some maggot in his head that st

nn's interest. The Tories appealed to Quarter Sessions, of course, and the Rate was quashed. On their side, Roger Newte and Bob Martin kept the Overseers up to the proper mark of stubbornness: so to London the matter went, and from London down came the order for a new assessment. But by this time Parliament's days were numbered; and, speculating on this, Mr. Newte (who was now Mayor of the Borough) played a stroke in a thousand. He

re assembled all the Duke's men-Squire Martin and his son, Roger Newte, John à Hall, the Parson, and, all the rest of the gang-as well to see how the people would take it as to give the timorous Overseers a backing. This was Newte's idea-to sit there in full view, put a bold face on it,

few oaths every now and then and looked like men in two minds about stoning the windows opposite, where the Duke's gang lounged as careless as br

the candidate-that was talking to old Parson Polsue, and carrying it off very fairly-puts his eyeglass up of a sudden

ca staff tap-tapping the cobbles, and her tall daughters behind like a bodyguard- two and two-Maria, Constantia, Elizabeth Jane, Perilla, Christian the Younger, Marcella, Thomasine, and Lally. Alon

curtsey. "I see you've a-put me on the Voters' List; an

r Dyngwall bowed likewise to her and to the whole company of her daughters spreading out behind her like a fan. "Take your glass down from your eye, young

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enemy am I to your Lordship, nor to the Major here, as I'll prove any day you choose to drink a dish of tea with me or to taste my White Ale; but only to the ill company you keep with these Martins and Newtes, that have robbed sixty honest men of their v

t spoke out in her temper, as women will. At any rate, Lord William smiled and bowed, and said he, "T

sea-room. And all her eight daughters curtsied to the daps behind her in a half-moon, to the delight of Major Dyngwall, that had been studying Lally the you