There was a slight tinge of
frostiness in the evening air, and a bright blazing fire filled the
whole bar-room with a cheerful merry light, and cast a long stream of
red lustre from the tall windows, and half-open doorway, but in an
instant all that escaped from the last mentioned aperture was totally
obstructed, as if the door had been pushed to, by the huge body of mine
host.
"Why, darn it," he exclaimed, "if that beant Archer! and a hull grist of
boys he's brought along with him, too, any how. How are you, Harry,
who've you got along? It's so etarnal thunderin' dark as I carnt see 'em
no how!"
"Frank and the Commodore, that's all," Archer replied, "and how are you,
old Corporation?"
"Oh! oh! I'm most darned glad as you've brought A---; you might have
left that other critter to home, though, jest as well--we doosn't want
him blowin' out his little hide here; lazin' about, and doin' nothin'
day nor night but eat and grumble; and drink, and drink, as if he'd got
a meal-sack in his little guts. Why, Timothy, how be you?" he
concluded, smiting him on the back a downright blow, that would have
almost felled an ox, as he was getting out the baggage.
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