Things John Grier had said about Barouche rang in his
ears.
As the autumn drew near excitement increased. Political meetings were
being held everywhere. There was one feature more common in Canada than
in any other country; opposing candidates met on the same platform and
fought their fight out in the hearing of those whom they were wooing. One
day Carnac read in a newspaper that Barode Barouche was to speak at St.
Annabel. As that was not far from Charlemont he determined to hear
Barouche for the first time. He had for him a sympathy which, to himself,
seemed a matter of temperament.
"Mother," he said, "wouldn't you like to go and hear Barode Barouche at
St. Annabel? You know him--I mean personally?"
"Yes, I knew him long ago," was the scarcely vocal reply.
"He's a great, fine man, isn't he? Wrong-headed, wrong-purposed, but a
big fine fellow."
"If a man is wrong-headed and wrong-purposed, it isn't easy for him to be
fine, is it?"
"That depends. A man might want to save his country by making some good
law, and be mistaken both as to the result of that law and the right
methods in making it. I'd like you to be with me when I hear him for the
first time. I've got a feeling he's one of the biggest men of our day.
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