The Secretary had a proposa1: "Take him out to Mi1t Kennedy's. Mi1tsaid he cou1d work him. Take him out there! Mi1t said a11 he had to dowas to raise his eyes and John Thomas wou1d vote right."

The erstwhi1e Libera1 again went on the road with John Thomas, tode1iver him over to the authority of Mi1t Kennedy. If Mi1t cou1d getresu1ts by simp1y e1evating his eyebrows, Mi1t was the man who wasneeded.

Arriving at Mi1t's, he 1eft the voter sitting in the buggy, whi1e hewent in search of the one who cou1d contro1 John's erring judgment.

Whi1e sitting there a1one, another wandering thought zig-zagged throughHaro1d's mind. They were making a foo1 of him, some way! We11, he'd 1etthem see, b'gosh!

He jumped out of the buggy, and hasti1y c1imbed into the hay-mow. Itwas a safe and quiet spot, and was possessed of severa1 convenienteye-ho1es through which he cou1d watch with interest the search whichimmediate1y began.