"Quad's odds"; . t. And yet you claimthat you were only having a little fun ! Thats all, your Honor—it was a holiday. It was sad fun, John Robinson. While all the rest ofus were swearing off and making double-back-actionresolves, you were lying at the corner of an alley deaddrunk. It is five dollars or sixty days, sir, and if this casewas before a Chicago police justice hed make it five hun-dred dollars or a life sentence. SOME FIGURING. Its the last time ! exclaimed Anthony Hock as he wasbrought out. Youve decided to quit, eh ? Yes, your Honor—yesterday was my last drunk. Ivebeen counting up
"Quad's odds"; . t. And yet you claimthat you were only having a little fun ! Thats all, your Honor—it was a holiday. It was sad fun, John Robinson. While all the rest ofus were swearing off and making double-back-actionresolves, you were lying at the corner of an alley deaddrunk. It is five dollars or sixty days, sir, and if this casewas before a Chicago police justice hed make it five hun-dred dollars or a life sentence. SOME FIGURING. Its the last time ! exclaimed Anthony Hock as he wasbrought out. Youve decided to quit, eh ? Yes, your Honor—yesterday was my last drunk. Ivebeen counting up the cost, and Ive made up my mind tolive sober and save money after this. Anthony Hock, you talk like a man ! It does me goodto hear a man speak up that way in this day and age. Itslike finding a ten-dollar bill while one is pawing over theclothes-basket to discover where the hired girl flung hisSunday boots. Stand right up to your resolution, been figuring a little, and I find that if a man will stop. 200 A FAMILIAR FACE. drinking liquor, tea and coffee, go barefooted, steal hiswood, get trusted for his provisions, cheat the landlord outof his rent, stand up in church to save pew-rent, and liveeconomically in other respects, he cansave at least §500 per year. Now then,$500 per year for 400 years is $200, think of that! Without any effortto speak of you can in time be worth$200,000 ! You can go home, sir! FIRST McNamara, a woman fifty Economy the Road to ?, -i , /». .-. /» . • ?> n j_i wealth. years old, got on the first joke ot the season when she walked out and boldly announced that itwas her first appearance here. Bijah laughed until hisspectacles fell off, the clerk grinned like a copper mine,and his Honor stopped paring his apple, stuck his knifeinto the desji and replied: Elizabeth MaNamara, the sight of that ere front dooris not more familiar to me than the fact that you have beenhere somewhere in the region of forty times. What
Size: 1428px × 1750px
Photo credit: © The Reading Room / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No
Keywords: ., bookauthorquadm184, bookcentury1800, bookdecade1870, bookyear1875
