e saloon of the former, about an hour after
Edward had left the latter to repose.

"Certainly," said Hank, with a bland smile.

"Allow me to speak with you a moment, Mr. Glutter," said Edward
Sherman, hastily leaving his seat near a billiard table, where he was
watching the progress of a game, and taking Hank aside.

They whispered earnestly together for a few moments. "Very well," said
Hank in conclusion, "I am willing to try that experiment if you wish
it, but the Dr. is very stubborn, I have often tried to check him."
Then turning to Sorrel Top, "Tell the Dr. I have no brandy."

"Has no brandy?" exclaimed the Dr. as Sorrel Top delivered her
message; "it's a lie. O, I see how it is; Mr. Sherman was there, was
he not?"

"Yes, sir."

Here the subject dropped, and the Dr. was unusually quiet and patient
during the remainder of the day. But when Edward kindly offered to sit
by him during the night, he would not listen to him.

"No, no," said he "I am quite well; the parade of watchers would only
disturb my rest," so Edward contented himself to retire about
midnight.

The Dr. lay perfectly quiet for an hour or two after Edward left him;
he then crept softly out of bed, partially dressed himself,
noiselessly out of bed, partially dressed himself, and then wrapping a
sheet around him, crept out of the house, by a window which opened
from the room to the piazza. Gliding down the steps and along the
well-worn path he soon reached the brewery, and, as he was familiar
with every part of the establishment, found no difficulty in gaining
access to the saloon.

The proprietor was lying fast asleep in a room from which he could see
and be seen by any one behind the bar. At the first click of the
bottles he partially aroused and opened his eyes upon his ghost-like
visitor.

Enveloped in white, and seen in the obscure light, the Dr.'s. most
familiar friends could not possibly have recognized him, and to Hank's
half awakened vision, he presented a really supernatural appearance.

Hank was not naturally superstitious, and, obeying his first impulse,
he shouted out, "Who in the d----l are you?"

The Dr. made a warning gesture with his hand, as if to compel silence,
and the audacious questioner instinctively recoiled further back in
his bed. His courage began to fail him, and a mixture of fear and
astonishment kept him silent while his visitor remained, which was
only long enough to secure the prize he was seeking among th