"'Well, come, let's give him a call. Novelty, you know, is the order of the day.'
"That's the way these matters work, Mr. Graves. But how are you going to make it?"
"I've not thought of that. But anything will do. Liquor tastes good to 'em any way you choose to fix it."
"True enough. You can leave that part to me. I'll hatch up something that will tickle as it goes down, and make 'em wish their throats were a mile long, that they might taste it all the way."
"Have you tried Graves' new drink yet, Joe?" asked one young man of another, a day or two after the conversation just noted took place.
"No.—What is it?"
"Sub-Treasury."
"Sub-Treasury? That must be something new. I wonder what it is?"
"I've just been wondering the same thing. Suppose we go down and try it."
"I was about swearing off from ever tasting another drop of liquor. But, I believe I will try a 'Sub-Treasury' with you, just for the fun of the thing."