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18 : LAURA BRAYTON. shovel, tongs, and all at my head if I didn’t jump when he calls. You’d better hurry.” “Nary time till I’ve had another nip,” said Bar- tram, and he poured out a tumblerful of brandy and drank it. “T don’t blame you, old chap,” said Nathan. “You'll need it all afore you get done with him - to-day. I never saw him look uglier.” “Well, ll go and see if I can’t tame him down a bit,” said Bartram, with an ugly scowl on his dark face. “And remember, old ’un, our game isn’t finished. I’m two to your three, and it’s my deal.” “Old ’un! I’d lke to know where he finds young "uns?” said Nathan, parenthetically, as Bartram left the room. “I wonder what raised Beelzebub in the old man this morning? He was as pleasant as a basket of chips when I saw him first. He even tried his old saws—‘Nathan,’ said he, ‘some think a rose would smell just as sweet if *twas called an onion, but I don’t. Names should be synonymous - with character. In some cases “made and pro- vided,” as the statoots say they are. I’m Sharp by name and sharp by nature. You’re slow by nature and Sloth by name—excepting, for exceptions are always useful, and good, too, if they’re sustained— excepting when there’s play for your knife and _ fork, or you’re to have a holiday when you’ve got so much work done. Then you forget your name and general habits, too.’ Well, the old covey was right. Ican be fast or I can be slow. But that comicbooks com