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"Did you, though?" said Crayme, with a smile which seemed rather proud; "well, I guess old Major Pike did too, for he drank to her about twenty times that evening. Let's see; she wore a white moire antique, I think they called it, and it cost twenty-one dollars a dozen, and there was at least one broken bottle in every "
Old Bayle was telling me a vile story just then, but the minute she came in he stopped as if he was shot." "He wouldn't drink a drop that evening," said Crayme, "and I've puzzled my wits over that for five years " "She looked so proud of you" interrupted Fred, with some impatience. "Did she?" asked Crayme.
I" here Fred made a tremendous attempt to rally himself "I want you to swear off, Sam." The astonishment of Captain Crayme was marked enough to be alarming at first; then the ludicrous feature of Fred's request struck him so forcibly that he burst into a laugh before whose greatness Fred trembled and shrank.
This he read over to his wife, saying: "That's the way we fix contracts that aren't ship-shape, Emily; a steamboat couldn't be run in any other way." Then Crayme wrote at the foot of the paper, "Sam Crayme, Capt. Str.
Reformers want to be older men, better men, men like your father, for instance, if people are to listen to them." "Father says they need to be men who understand the nature of those they are talking to," replied Esther; and you once told me that you understood Moshier and Crayme perfectly." "But just think of what they are, Ettie," pleaded Fred.
I wish I'd made you back down when you first talked temperance to me." "Go ahead! Then curse your wife don't be afraid; you've been doing it ever since you married her." Crayme flew at Macdonald's throat; the younger man grappled the captain and threw him into his bunk.
Fred reddened, swung his bow viciously, and dashed into "Natchez Under the Hill," an old air which would have delighted Offenbach, but which will never appear in a collection of classical music. "Ah! that's something like music," exclaimed Captain Crayme, as Fred paused suddenly to repair a broken string.
Mrs. Crayme was not an adept at literary composition, and, being conscious of her own deficiency, she begged that a verbal pledge might be substituted; but her husband was firm. "A contract won't steer worth a cent unless it's in writing, Emily," said he, looking over his wife's shoulder as she wrote.
I'll never forget the evening you were married." "That was jolly, wasn't it?" said Crayme. "I'll bet such sherry was never opened west of the Alleghanies before or " "Hang your sherry!" roared Fred; "it's your wife that I remember. You couldn't see her, of course, for you were standing alongside of her; but the rest of us well, I wished myself in your place, that's all."
"Well, by thunder!" exclaimed the captain, when he recovered his breath; "if that isn't the best thing I ever heard yet! The idea of a steamboat captain swearing off his whisky! Say, Fred, don't you want me to join the Church? I forgot that you'd married a preacher's daughter, or I wouldn't have been so puzzled over your white face to-day. Sam Crayme brought down to cold water!
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