\" She sat down on a nearby bench. So Ruth took another step toward her destination, which we in our vanity call destiny. Smith, now, being more than half-seas over, became very uproarious, and, claiming the attention of the table, volunteered the following DRINKING SONG. You might be able to use the picture some day. “By God! Ann Veronica,” he said, sighing deeply. Too much, perhaps. An unwelcome idea came to him. Springing to his feet in an ecstasy of terror, he stumbled, and had well nigh realized his worst apprehensions.
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