His face was half hidden under a
freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. "You have both," replied Wood, fervently. McClintock, striking a match to relight
his cigar, broke the spell. Her disapproval was obvious enough. ” The suitcase
loomed in her memory, making its presence felt once
again. "Raise your vice, and lave off coughin'," added Terence. Her face scarcely reflected his enthusiasm. But, though the latter was somewhat embarrassed by his burthen, he
peremptorily declined Jonathan's offer of assistance. Smith, now, being more than half-seas over, became very uproarious, and,
claiming the attention of the table, volunteered the following
DRINKING SONG.
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