Hugh Pendexter,
The Old Squire
(1906)
“ The old squire was always loyal—loyal even to every stray tramp he had ever fed. "Why, Lurinda, there ain't enough venom in Eliab's whole body to embitter the nature of a wood-tick. He's all right. The post-office will pay him seven hundred dollars a year, and that will be clover to him. Yes, he must have it.""Thought he was a Democrat," she sniffed sarcastically. The old squire's blue eyes twinkled mischievously as they surveyed his vinegary relative, but his voice was grave as he explained: "Eliab can't afford new clothes, but he's a regular dude when it comes to politics. ”
