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" Mr. Radway moved that the House now take up the remaining candidates, and 

 go into an election for breakfast. This was carried. 



" On the first ballot there was a tie, half the members favoring one candidate on 

 account of his youth, and -half favoring the other on account of his superior size. 

 The President gave the casting vote for the latter, Mr. Messick. This decision 

 created considerable dissatisfaction among the friends of Mr. Ferguson, the defeated 

 candidate, and there was some talk of demanding a new ballot ; but in the midst 

 of it, a motion to adjourn was carried, and the meeting broke up at once. 



" The preparations for supper diverted the attention of the Ferguson faction from 

 the discussion of their grievance for a long time, and then, when they would have 

 taken it up again, the happy announcement that Mr. Harris was ready, drove all 

 thought of it to the winds. 



" We improvised tables by propping up the backs of car-seats, and sat down with 

 hearts full of gratitude to, the finest supper that had blessed our vision for seven 

 torturing days. How changed we were from what we had been a few short hours 

 before ! Hopeless, sad-eyed misery, hunger, feverish anxiety, desperation, then — 

 thankfulness, serenity, joy too deep for utterance now. That I know was the 

 cheeriest hour of my eventful life. The wind howled, and blew the snow wildly 

 about our prison-house, but they were powerless to distress us any more. I liked- 

 Harris. He might have been better done, perhaps, but I am free to say that no, 

 man ever agreed with me better than Harris, or afforded me so large a degree of, 

 satisfaction. Messick was very well, though rather high-flavored, but for genuine 

 nutritiousness and delicacy of fibre, give me Harris. Messick had his good points 

 -^I will not attempt to deny it, nor do I wish to do it — but he was no more fitted 

 for breakfast than a mummy would, be, siif — not a bit. Lean 1 — why, bless me ! — 

 and tough .' Ah, he was very tough ! You could not ima.gine it, — you could never 

 imagine anything like it." 



" Do you mean to tell me that '' 



"Do not interrupt me, please. After breakfast we elected a man by the name of 

 Walker, from Detroit, for supper. He was very good. I wrote his wife so after- 

 wards. He was. worthy of all praise. I shall always remember Walker. He was 

 a little rare, but very good.. And then the next morning we had Morgan, of Ala- 

 bama, for breakfast. He was one of the finest men I ever-sat down to, — handsome 



