"How's that?" asked the other.
"I'll get dat liquah from John."
"And who is John?"
"John? Wull, did'n' you git 'quainted wi'im when I brung you heah? John's the man we room with. He sells liquah."
"Say Spoon," said Sidney one day, "I'm going to cut the tiger kitin' out."
"Aw, gwan, kid, what you talkin' 'bout?"
"I'm going to church in the mornings, and in the evenings, I hope to find a place that will be more in keeping with respectable people," announced Sidney.
"Come on, let's go up here to old lady Macks, and get some of that 'Sparrow Gin,'" Spoon suggested, temptingly.
"To prove that I am not likely to keep my resolution."