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I hope ye'll none of ye be widows. It's a crool thing. And when ye've got no children of your own, and feel, all your inside risin' to another person's, and they hate ye hate ye! Oh! Oh! There, Mr. Wilfrud, ye needn't touch me elbow. Oh, dear! look at me in the glass! and my hair! Annybody'd swear I'd been drinkin'. I won't let Pole look at me. That'd cure 'm.
The likes of him is common among the swells too much stuffin' an' drinkin' an' debochary. Nice thing if Dawn married a swell an' he developed into a old pig like that. I can tell you another great family of swells, the Goburnes entertained the Royalties w'en they was out here, an' are such bugs one of 'em married the Governor's daughter. They got up about the same way.
"And Swing called him a liar, huh?" "And a one, too," elaborated Marie. "Put-up job." Gruffly Mr. Saltoun gave his opinion. "Shore." Tom Loudon nodded gravely. "Where are those four men now?" Racey asked, quietly, looking at Marie. "They were in the Starlight when I left town and they weren't drinkin'." "No, they wouldn't be."
Why our New England folks don't even know how to make coffee so it's fit to drink! And it's just so all over Europe. The Russians drink tea, and they'd e't up those coffee-drinkin' Turks long ago, if the tea-drinkin' English hadn't kept 'em from it. Go anywheres you like in the North, and you find 'em drinkin' tea. The Swedes and Norwegians in Aroostook County drink it; and they drink it at home."
"We're more'n ashamed, sir," Tom replied; "we're disgusted." "Disgusted at what?" "At makin' sich fools of ourselves, an' bein' the tools of another." "But you are responsible men, and why do you try to shift the blame to other shoulders?" the Squire sternly demanded. "Because we'd been drinkin', sir. We really didn't know what we was doin' that night.
I ain't ashamed. "'You hear that, sister? NOW I hope you're convinced. "''Twa'n't nothin' but lemonade I was drinkin', I hollers, pretty nigh crazy. 'She asked me to stop and have a glass 'cause 'twas so hot. And as for callin' on her, I wa'n't. I was just passin' by, and she sings out what a dreadful night 'twas, and I said 'twas, too, and she says won't I have somethin' cold to drink.
The game, turned strict, confines itse'f to eatin', drinkin', an' lyin'. "'Thar's plenty of whiskey in camp, says Jack Moore, meditative- like, 'whereby that drinkin' part comes easy.
To be sure, young Bannister laid his head on the table an' greeted like a bairn, an' Calder was all for callin' on Steiner at two in the morn an' painting him galley-green; but they'd been drinkin' the afternoon. Lord, how they twa cursed the Board, an' the Grotkau, an' the tail-shaft, an' the engines, an' a'! They didna talk o' superfeecial flaws that night.
He allowed her to kiss him and to carry him, clothed, back to the house on her shoulders, which were as hard as a cedar trunk, but covered with green cloth sprinkled with purple dots. "And herself's in the libr'y drinkin' tea," said his vehicle, depositing him on the veranda. "An' what might that be you'd be holdin'?" "Just a rattle off a snake."
The deacon was accustomed to say, with a grim smile, that he was one of the very few men in business whose reputation would allow him to sit upon a beer-barrel without giving rise to any suspicions. "Deacon," said the liquor-dealer, "you hadn't ought to talk about vat you don't understand. How long since you stopped drinkin'?"
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