office again. Don't you see by bringing trouble to you and your folks
your father would become unpopular?"

"And get left!"

"Yes; be defeated."

"But he will not!" and Tavia's brown eyes danced significantly. "The
squire is down and out. And worse yet he has to run for his money. Now
my own dear dad will have a chance. Oh, Doro, I love politics better
than eating. I hope some day soon, while Tavia Travers is still in
circulation, the women will vote in Dalton same as they do in Rochester-
-they don't just exactly vote in Rochester, but a lot of them talk about
it."

"Now you must not mention my suspicions," cautioned Dorothy, "for I must
speak to father first. It does not seem fair that the Fords should be
blamed for making statements about you that, perhaps, the squire put
into their heads."

"Dorothy Dale, you would make a first class lawyer, and when you want a
job at it I will engage you to defend my case. But I do not see how I am
to keep all that momsey. It would be so good to have father back at a
desk again. They say he really was a first class justice out in
Millville. And he just hates his work now--so little wages; mom cannot
seem to make them go around--me and Johnnie; Johnnie mostly gets the
knot at the end."

"It certainly would be splendid to have him get the position. And I am
sure father will do all he can for him: but I would not mention it to