I heard, four years ago, that he was Justice of the Peace in a remote village in the State of -- --, and was a good citizen and was greatly respected.
During Jimmy Finn's term he (Jimmy) was not exclusive; he was not finical; he was not hypercritical; he was largely and handsomely democratic--and slept in the deserted tan-yard with the hogs.

My father tried to reform him once, but did not succeed.

My father was not a professional reformer.

In him the spirit of reform was spasmodic.

It only broke out now and then, with considerable intervals between.