s looks at it and then
he fires up all of a sudden and yells--

"'Flash out a stream of blood-red wine!
For I would drink to other days.'

"By George, I was getting kind of worked up. I don't deny it, I was
getting kind of worked up. I turns to Mr. Holmes, and says I,
'Looky here, my fat friend, I'm a-running this shanty, and if the
court knows herself, you'll take whiskey straight or you'll go
dry.' Them's the very words I said to him. Now I don't want to sass
such famous littery people, but you see they kind of forced me.
There ain't nothing onreasonable 'bout me; I don't mind a passel of
guests a-treadin' on my tail three or four times, but when it comes
to _standing_ on it it's different, 'and if the court knows
herself,' I says, 'you'll take whiskey straight or you'll go dry.'
Well, between drinks they'd swell around the cabin and strike
attitudes and spout; and pretty soon they got out a greasy old deck
and went to playing euchre at ten cents a corner--on trust. I began
to notice some pretty suspicious things. Mr. Emerson dealt, looked
at his hand, shook his head, says--

"'I am the doubter and the doubt--'

and ca'mly bunched the hands and went to shuffling for a new
layout. Says he--

"'They reckon ill who leave me out;
They know not well the subtle ways I keep.
I pass and deal _again_!'

Hang'd if he didn't go ahead and do it, too! O, he was a cool one!
Well, in about a minute, things were running pretty tight, but all
of a sudden I see by Mr. Emerson's eye he judged he had 'em. He had
already corralled two tricks and each of the others one. So now he
kind of lifts a little in his chair and says--

"'I tire of globes and aces!--
Too long the game is played!'

--and down he fetched a right bower. Mr. Longfellow smiles as sweet
as pie and says--

"'Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend,
For the lesson thou hast taught,'

--and blamed if he didn't down with _another_ right bower! Emerson
claps his hand on his bowie, Longfellow claps his on his revolver,
and I went under a bunk. There was going to be trouble; but that
monstrous Holmes rose up, wobbling his double chins, and says he,
'Order, gentlemen; the first man that draws, I'll lay down on him
and smother him!' All quiet on