On the morning after the election Captain Jim dropped in at the little house to tell the news . So virulent is the microbe of party politics , even in a peaceable old man , that Captain Jim 's cheeks were flushed and his eyes were flashing with all his old-time fire . `` Mistress Blythe , the Liberals are in with a sweeping majority . After eighteen years of Tory mismanagement this down-trodden country is going to have a chance at last . '' `` I never heard you make such a bitter partisan speech before , Captain Jim . I did n't think you had so much political venom in you , '' laughed Anne , who was not much excited over the tidings . Little Jem had said `` Wow-ga '' that morning . What were principalities and powers , the rise and fall of dynasties , the overthrow of Grit or Tory , compared with that miraculous occurrence ? `` It 's been accumulating for a long while , '' said Captain Jim , with a deprecating smile . `` I thought I was only a moderate Grit , but when the news came that we were in I found out how Gritty I really was . '' `` You know the doctor and I are Conservatives . '' `` Ah , well , it 's the only bad thing I know of either of you , Mistress Blythe . Cornelia is a Tory , too . I called in on my way from the Glen to tell her the news . '' `` Did n't you know you took your life in your hands ? '' `` Yes , but I could n't resist the temptation . '' `` How did she take it ? '' `` Comparatively calm , Mistress Blythe , comparatively calm . She says , says she , ` Well , Providence sends seasons of humiliation to a country , same as to individuals . You Grits have been cold and hungry for many a year .
Make haste XXXXX get warmed and fed , for you wo n't be in long . '
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