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The young gentleman with the diamond-ring disappeared into the house, with several others. "Why, Slugby, where the devil is he?" said one of them to another, in a whisper, as they ran up the stairs. "I'm sure I don't know. Musher promised to have him ready." "And I sent Ele up to get here before we did," replied his friend, in the same hurried whisper, his fat nose glistening in the hall-light.
Newt," said Enos Slugby, after they had been smoking and drinking for some time. Abel turned his head. "You have an uncle, have you not?" Abel nodded. "A very eminent merchant, I believe. His name is very well known, and he commands great respect. Ahem!" Mr. Slugby cleared his throat; then continued: "He will naturally be very much interested in the career and success of his nephew."
"Well, I s'pose it's all right," said Jim, as he began his second tumbler. "Oh yes; he's all right. He understands things, and he's coming down rather strong. By-the-by, I've never paid you that ten dollars." And Mr. Slugby pulled out a bill of that amount and handed it to Jim, who received it as if he were pleased, but did not precisely recall any such amount as owing to him.
"Oh, immensely!" replied Abel, in a thick voice, and with a look and tone which suggested to his friends that he was rapidly priming himself. "Immensely, enormously!" "Ah, yes," said Mr. Slugby, with an air of curious meditation. "I do not remember to have heard the character of his political proclivities mentioned.
They were given with ardor; and then General Belch was called out for a few remarks, "which he delivered," said the Evening Banner of the Union, "with his accustomed humor, keeping the audience in a roar of laughter, and sending every body happy to bed." The Committee-meeting was over, and the spectators retired to the neighboring bar-rooms. Mr. Slugby, Mr.
"By-the-by, Condor," said Mr. Enos Slugby. Mr. Condor turned toward him inquiringly. "I heard Jim say t'other day " "Who's Jim?" asked Condor. "Jim!" returned Slugby, "Jim why, Jim's the party in my district." "Oh yes yes; I beg pardon," said Condor; "the name had escaped me." "Well, I heard Jim say t'other day that Mr.
But, of course, as the brother of Boniface Newt and the uncle of the Honorable Abel Newt" here Mr. Slugby bowed to that gentleman, who winked at him over the rim of his glass "he is naturally a friend of the people." "Yes," returned Abel. "I think you said he was very fond of you?" added Mr. Slugby, while his friends looked expectantly on. "Fond?
Enos Slugby, Chairman of the Ward Committee, introduced a long and eloquent resolution, deploring the loss sustained by the city and by the whole country in the resignation of the Honorable Watkins Bodley sympathizing with him in the perplexity of his private affairs but rejoicing that the word "close up!" was always faithfully obeyed that there was always a fresh soldier to fill the place of the retiring and that the Party never summoned her sons in vain.
Abel looked sleepily round, with his eyes half closed and his under lip hanging. "'Tain't no use," said he, thickly; "'tain't no use." And he leered and laughed. The perspiring and indignant politicians grasped him Slugby and William Condor under the arms, Belch on one side, and Ele ready to help any where.
Enos Slugby, looking a little ruefully at the honorable representative. "Oh, I hope not," said General Belch; "but there may be some breakers ahead. If we lose the Grant it won't be the first cause or man that has been betrayed by the bottle. Condor, let me fill your glass.
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