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“Thanks,” said Garwood. Several others of the Grand Prairie boys, as any one, considering them in their political capacity, would have called them, had drawn near, attracted by their candidate for Congress, whose wide hat rode above all the heads in the crowd. Doubtless they expected Garwood to open the paper, but he was too good a politician for that. As he stood there he idly picked at the ragged edges of the sheets, and when he spoke seemed to have forgotten it, for he said:

“Well, how’d you like the speech?”

“Great,” said Billy Feek.

“You bet,” said Doris Fox.

“Didn’t he lam into ’em?” said Burr Rippleman.

Still their eyes were on the paper which Garwood seemed to be in danger of picking to pieces.

“Yes, it was as fine an effort as I ever heard under such circumstances,” said Garwood. “He’s a great campaigner.” He carelessly thrust the paper into the side pocket of the black alpaca coat he wore. The boys were sober faced again.

“Goin’ back with us to-night, Jerry?” said Elam Kirk. “We’re goin’ to hold the train till after your speech.”