A. “No, sir; never did; never want to; never will. I know enough. Ime a Dimicrat—a Dimicratic lawyer—and that suits me.”
Q. “Buck, dont you know that anything that the law says is legal tender for debts is money? and dare you swear here under oath that a paper bill issued by the United States treasury is not money?”
Buck colored up and looked hurt like. Says he:
“Patrick, you know the condition our party is in, and you know that our names would be Dennis if Cal——”
“Hold, hold!” cried Jim, jumpin to his feet—and, pintin his forefinger strait at Buck, vicious like, says he:
“Here, Buck, dont you know that Brice has instructed us to mention his name as little as possible. Now, I want you to answer this question without any reference to Cal or anybody else: Is paper money money?”
Poor Buck, he filled up, and, trimbling like, says:
“It is, Patrick—it is.”
And great big tears rolled down his manly cheek and dropped on the lapel of his Prince Albert coat.
The squire asked him what was the matter.