and or waterfalls. They had lighted their pipes after
supper and were lounging about the cabin talking of their adventures,
when Paul asked Read what kind of smoking tobacco he used.

"Old natural leaf," said Opie, "have some?"

"Don't care if I do."

The pipe was refilled and puffing away, Paul continued relating some
adventure.

It was an interesting experiment to his listeners and they watched
anxiously. They knew that that kind of tobacco must form a
man's acquaintance gradually. It will brook no sudden familiarity. The
smoke curled in fantastic wreathes about Boyton's head and the stories
became less thrilling. His eyes gradually became yellow and his swarthy
countenance turned a pale green. The words tumbled over one another and,
got mixed up woefully.

"Look here," he said, struggling to keep his eyes open, "where did you
get that tobacco?"

"In Little Rock."

"Whew! its stronger than the falls of the Arno," and turning over, he
slept, perhaps to dream of red oak tobacco sticks, and bare legged boys
with green hands, killing worms. He succumbed to "Arkansaw natural
leaf."

Next morning they pulled out for Pine Bluff, the last run of the voyage.
Above the city, the steamer Woodson met them with a party of
excursionists on board. Capt. F. G. Smart, of Jefferson, was detailed to
deliver an address of welcome to Boyton as soon as they met him. The
Captain was an enthusiastic admirer of the voyager and had taken
numerous doses of "Arkansaw lightning" for the purpose of inspiring
his oratorical powers. As Boyton swung into sight, the Captain sprang
upon something laying near the rail and throwing both hands up as
though a highwayman had him covered with a Winchester, he began his
speech.

"Standing here on this sack of salt," he roared, "I say standing here
on--"

"Git offen me," yelled a colored roustabout who had laid down and upon
whom the Captain had planted himself.

"Get out of my way then," shouted the orator, "don't throw yourself in
the attitude of a rostrum unless you have credentials. I say, ladies and
gentlemen, we have assembled on this boat, to come up to meet a man
coming down. It is my principle never to shove a man down; but on
this occasion, I stand merely as a spectator. As a rule, a man goes down
on whisky, but this man goes down on water. May we all meet on
that beautiful shore, where every man can show a life saving suit