the question to be settled by joint debates between the opposing
candidates. Every member of the House arose, and amid wild cheers,
pledged him their support.

The Hon. Nathaniel Adams Sawyer's estate at Redford comprised some
eighty acres. Within five minutes' walk of the house was a sheet of
water covering fully fifty acres known as Simmons' Pond. On the
farther side of the pond were a few cottages and near them a tent
indicating the presence of a camping party.

"Next year," said the Hon. Nathaniel to Quincy as they stood on the
shore of the pond, "I am going to buy some twenty acres on the other
side of the pond. Then I shall own all the land surrounding it, and
my estate will be worthy of the name which I have given it--Wideview--
for nobody's else property will obstruct my view in any direction. I
shall name this," and he pointed to the pond, "Florence Lake after my
eldest daughter. What do you think of Captain Hornaby?"

Quincy hesitated--"He's a typical Englishman--healthy, hearty, but
with that English conceit that always grates on my nerves."

"Are we Americans free from it?" his father asked. "To my mind,
conceit is often but the indication of self-conscious power. Its
possessors never acknowledge defeat I have always had that feeling in
my law practice."

Quincy changed the subject, "What have you in the boat house?"

"Canoes--three canoes. I have ordered a large row-boat but it is not
ready yet. When I own the 'lake' and the land beyond, my residence