"Win! but we'll not make broad the paths before you! Winning shall be difficult." The parties worked like Trojans, and he who could speak spoke as often as any leader of heroic times.
At court house and at tavern banquets, at meetings here and meetings there, barbecues, dinners, races, militia musters, gatherings at crossroads and in the open fields, by daylight and by candlelight and by torchlight, Republican doctrine was expounded, and Federalist doctrine made answer.

The clash of the brazen shields was loud.

It was a forensic people and a plastic time.

He who could best express his thought might well, if there were power in the thought, impress it so deeply that it would become the hall-mark of his age.

His chance was good.