The old lawyer knew nearly everyone in this part of the country, for he had lived here all his life.

But he let Louise do the talking and was much pleased at the tact and good nature she displayed in dealing with the widely different types of character she encountered.
Her method was quite simple, and for that reason doubly effective.

She sat down in Mrs.Simmons's kitchen, where the good woman was ironing, and said: "I'm a cousin of Mr.Forbes, up at Elmhurst, you know.

He's running for a political office, so as to do some good for his county and district, and I've come to see if you'll help me get votes for him." "Law sakes, child!" exclaimed Mrs.Simmons, "I ain't got nuthin' to do with politics." "No; but you've got a lot to do with Mr.Simmons, and that's where we need your help.

You see, Mr.Forbes thinks Mr.Simmons is one of the most important men in this district, and he's very anxious to win his vote." "Why don't you see Dan, then?
He's out'n the rye field," replied the woman.
"It's because I'm only a girl, and he wouldn't listen to me," replied Louise, sweetly.