Sure, there's plenty of places for it.

Some men may have to be brought into these wards to live--kept in boarding-houses for a week or ten days." He waved a hand deprecatingly.
Mr.Hand, who had never busied himself with the minutiae of politics, opened his eyes slightly.

This colonizing idea was a little liberal, he thought.
"Who distributes this money ?" he asked, finally.
"Nominally, the Republican County Committee, if it's in charge; actually, the man or men who are leading the fight.

In the case of the Democratic party it's John J.McKenty, and don't you forget it.

In my district it's me, and no one else." Mr.Hand, slow, solid, almost obtuse at times, meditated under lowering brows.