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TEN NIGHTS IN A BAR-ROOM.
"His old dad will agree with you in the last remark," said Matthew.
"No doubt of that, for he has to stand the bills," was answered.
"Yes, whether he will or no, for I rather think Willy has, somehow or other, got the upper hand of him."
"In what way?"
"It's Hammond and Son, over at the mill and distillery."
"I know; but what of that!"
"Willy was made the business man—ostensibly—in order, as the old man thought, to get him to feel the responsibility of the new position, and thus tame him down."
"Tame him down! Oh, dear! It will take more than business to do that. The curb was applied too late."
"As the old gentleman has already discovered, I'm thinking, to his sorrow."
"He never comes here any more; does he, Matthew?"
