"
"That feeling will probably elect Mr. Hopkins," declared Kenneth, with
conviction.
"Unless--"
"Unless what, sir?"
"Unless we come to the rescue of the Republicans and take a hand in
local politics ourselves, my lad."
Kenneth pushed back his chair and rose from the table. He walked to the
window and stood there whistling for a few moments, and then left the
room without a word.
For a time Mr. Watson sat silently musing.
"Perhaps I'm inviting trouble," he murmured; "but I am sure I am doing
right. The boy needs a good shaking up and more knowledge of his
fellow-men. If I can get Kenneth interested, this plan of mine will be
of great benefit to him."
Then he, too, left the breakfast table, and wandering into the garden
saw Kenneth busy at his easel in a shady corner.
For a day or so the, subject was not resumed, and then Mr. Watson
casually introduced it.
"A law could be passed in the State Legislature forbidding the display
of all advertising signs in public places in this county," he suggested.
The boy looked at him eagerly.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"I am positive," was the answer. "It is merely a question of privilege."
"And you think we might hire Hopkins to pass such a law?"
"No; we couldn't trust him.
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