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But Peter could not be induced to commit
himself. He would talk candidates and principles endlessly, but without
expressing his own mind. Twice he was asked point blank, "Who's your
man?" but he promptly answered that he had not yet decided. He had
always read a Democratic paper, but now he read two, and a Republican
organ as well. His other reading lessened markedly, and the time gained
was spent in talking with men in the "district." He even went into the
saloons and listened to the discussions.
"I don't drink," he had to explain several times, "because my mother
doesn't like it." For some reason this explanation seemed to be
perfectly satisfactory. One man alone sneered at him. "Does she feed yer
still on milk, sonny?" he asked. "No," said Peter, "but everything I
have comes from her, and that's the kind of a mother a fellow wants to
please; don't you think so?" The sneerer hesitated, and finally said he
"guessed it was." So Peter was made one of them, and smoked and
listened.


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