What with Hannah's asthma keeping me awake and a lot of fools loafing around and talking politics, I do wonder I ever get things right.
It's Fremont and it's Buchanan--a man can't tell what to do." Mrs.Penhallow was not usually to be turned aside, and meant now to deal out even justice.

But if the butcher knew it or not, she was offered what she liked and at home could not have.

"I hope, Pole, you are not going to vote for Fremont." "Well, ma'am, it ain't easy to decide.

I've always followed the Squire." Ann Penhallow knew, alas! what this would mean.
"I've been thinking I'll stand to vote for Buchanan.

Was you wanting a saddle of lamb to-day?
I have one here, and a finer I never saw." "Well, Pole, keep your politics and your weights in order.