n."

The committee appeared on the platform one by one, each received with
noisy approval, and one facetiously wearing a rosette the size of a
large cabbage was tendered a particularly deafening ovation.

After these crept Henderson, who, though not a particularly inspiring
individual, was wildly and vociferously cheered for everything and
nothing, and after listening awhile to his catch cries,--which
differed from those of Walker only in the irritatingly halting and
unimpressive way they were delivered,--we rose and scrambled our way
out, jeered by the old dame as we went, and our departure was further
commented upon from the platform by the speaker himself, in the
words--

"Getting too hot for some of the ladies," which, if correct, could not
by any means have been attributed to the winter air or the dull and
weakly maudlin speech he was trying to deliver.

Walker spoke from a balcony crowded by devotees--mostly women--to an
audience in the street, which was further enlivened by the fighting of
the numerous dogs I have previously mentioned as addicted to holding
municipal meetings. Their loud differences of opinion occasionally
drowned the speakers, and the main street being also the public
thoroughfare,--in fact, no less a place than the great Western
Road,--there was no by-law or political etiquette to prevent the
Ministerial band from strolling that way at intervals; so, much to the
delight of all who were out for fun and the annoyance of those who
were sensibly interested in the practical welfare of their country,
and who imagined that the policy of this party would materially better
matters, the cut-and-dried denouncement of the Ministry was at times
drowned by the strains of "Molly Riley," "He's a Jolly Good Fellow,"
and "See the Conquering Hero Comes!"

The followers of Walker contended that Henderson was the worst of
scorpions to thus come to Noonoon on the last night; but considering
that he had only addressed Noonoon once to Walker's thrice, as an
impartial wiggle-waggle I could not help seeing that the
Ministerialists had most cause for complaint.

Dawn pinned the badge I had acquired to the coat-tail of a local bank
manager who, though on her side, had lately distinguished himself by a
public denouncement of "Women's Rights," so savagely virulent and
idiotically tyrannous in principle as to suggest that his household
contained representatives of the "shrieking sisterhood," who had been
one too many