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general way, but thetemptation Ola good
dinner and unlimited liquor was toe
much for him Besides, dear, we mus
consider the occasion. 1t is the imme
mortal privilege of every Welshman te
get drunk. il he likes, on St. David's Day
Some of us waive it, but that's not to tn,
purpose. We must move into the SPAR
room for to night, that's all. You ahat
better give Mary orders accordingly
and, at the same time, 1t will he as wei
to restore my blackened character b,
showing her that l am not quite so fal
gone as she imagincs."
Mrs. Jones rang the bell.
40, Owen" she said, kissing hin
fondly, and still wavering between smiles
and tears, "it Is such relief, cant tel
you Tam so thanktulit wasn't you"
Mary's face when she opened the dool
was a picture. 9In8 il II t.araA Byta
(" Lor, ma'am! Lor, SIR she said
looking from one to the other y,
ats All right, Nary" said her master.
"You will be relevedato near tint tht
gentleman up stairs els another . Mr.
Jones. There has been a little mistake
that all; and your mistress and l. or.
going to sleep in the spare room. " ~,
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~ 1'' ioq9u CHAPTER cn. :. Es7uI II. '"' 'aiAHA
Evan Jones wdRe orFthd ff,6Yfiirr fol
lowing theeeven,ful dinner iibt and fever
ish, with a.tremendons adaches aadsaal
agonizing feeling Of thirst.rt9 tnoisisroa
20 my poor head r. he groaned'
Betsy, my GAL Imagining his wife was
beside him, 'Hfor mercy Hsake Hget *ou,
and givecne ~ drink o. water,etherc's q
good soqlf asrpd asY OF amoo yria8a9
- Then, there was no answer. ,s,a
s'pose she's gone down stairs. O,
lor, my head!'2 and he tried TO settle
himself to sleep agaihs abht his parchcd
throGt was unbedrable. =" I must have
drink of water IT, |. die for n" aand bs
uhwillingly opened his eyes, and dragged
himself into a sitting position. !" Halo =
he exclaimed, as his eyes fell On his tn:
accustomed ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS che
deuce have I,got to, and how did come
here2 Why, its like fairy tale. Ilmust
be nobleman in disguise. or one ol
them foundling asylum chaps come into
a fortune. Jones, you old fool, you're
dreaming. ] ain't-though. Lor, what a
bed and lace curtains nd rble tables
and what lots q looking glasses! 'Pon
my. word, | should like never, to get up
any more. must have q glass OF water
though All, that's just heavenly /! Nov
let me think bit. How did Isoomt
here Let's see, what Was yesterday
Yes, it must have been yesterday that, !
went to the Welsh dinner. I remember
gting, but l don't remember coming
away and Judging from my head this
mo, ming, I'm afraid | must have baeil
home all night My eyes, whatll Betsy
say? shall never hear the last of it tc
my dying day."~Qfi I7aA2Rf
At that moment our hero's reflections
were interrupted by knock at the cham
Der door. a{
"Come in r. he shouted incautiously
at least, no; don't come in-I mean,
what is it ~
The voice of Mary, the parlor maid re.
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Masters compliments, and he says
breakfast is ready for you, sir, whenever
you can come down stairs" ga
"My respects,:o your master, and I'll
be down directly, MISS" answered Jones.
"Well, that's comfort, anyhow" he
soliloquised, " for, 'pon my word, didn't
know whether mightn't be given in Gus
tody for sleeping in other peoples beds
under false pretences, or embezzling an
other gents house, or something OF thai
sort. How the deuce did get here,
that's what beats NE r. a
Still vanly trying to solve the enigma
Evan made hurried toilet, and finally,
with his head still aching as II 1t would
split, and looking wreck of yesterday q
greatness he left the room, and crep'
slowly downstairs. The evidences Of
wealth aud luxury on every side, so un'
like his own humble belongings, quitl
awcd HIM, and having found his way
down, he would not venture into any o1
the sitting rooms, but modestly took his
seat on q chair in the hall, and waited fol
the developments of events. Here ht
was found after few moments by Mr.
Owen Jones, who wished him friendly
good morning. Ie ltfr
"I've seen You sopewhere,I know sir,
said Evan; 9 but can't for the life o.
me tell where"
Can't you'" said the host, smiling
We we're both at the Welsh dinner las
night, and one of US took b little too
much" ara.irsiIf
A light suddenly flashed across Evaa'.
mind.
~ remember now. sir; I'm afraid
was very rude to you"
"Well, you were little plain spoken
and gave you my card, and told you i
wished to apologize, you would know
weere to find me-. ! must say l didn',
expect you would have come quite SC
soon, though. The fact is. you, wer'
brought here by mistake Of cabman
who supposed my card was your own"
I'm sure l humhly beg your pardon
sir" said poor Evan, completely crest
failed. 81 can't think how l came SO t
disgrace myself; but to tell the truth, ,.sir
Id had to pinch bit to buy my ticket
and oil loy voetarjav hadn't taatad hi