Gordon was as busy as a candidate on election day.

He was going around speaking to all the men about it, and asking them if they would lend their influence to secure the contract for David, and, although I put myself in his way two or three times, he never said a word to _me_.

I suppose he thought my influence didn't amount to anything one way or the other, but perhaps he'll see his mistake some day." "What's the pay, father ?" asked Bob.
"Thirty dollars a month was Gardner's bid, and he rode the route only twice each week.

But he had to go rain or shine.

How would you like it, Bob ?" "The best in the world!" exclaimed the boy, eagerly.