l,
Burns and Bridges' traveller, an' a good sort when he wakes up, an'
willin' with the money when he does good biz, especially when there's a
chanst of a drink on a long road on a dark night."

"That Harry Chatswood again! The infernal villain," she cried, with a
jerk of her arm. "But I'll be even with him, the dirrty blaggard. An'
to think--I always knew Old Jack was a white man an'--to think! There's
fourteen shillin's gone that Old Jack would have paid me, an' the
traveller was good for three shillin's f'r the nips, an'--but Old Jack
will pay me next time, and I'll be even with Harry Chatswood, the dirrty
mail carter. I'll take it out of him in parcels--I'll be even with him."

She never saw Old Jack again with fourteen shillings, but she got even
with Harry Chatswood, and--But I'll tell you about that some other time.
Time for a last smoke before we turn in.

MATESHIP IN SHAKESPEARE'S ROME

How we do misquote sayings, or misunderstand them when quoted rightly!
For instance, we "wait for something to turn up, like Micawber,"
careless or ignorant of the fact that Micawber worked harder than all
the rest put together for the leading characters' sakes; he was the
chief or only instrument in straightening out of the sadly mixed state
of things--and he held his tongue till the time came. Moreover--and
"_Put a pin in that spot, young man_," as Dr "Yark" used to say--when
there came a turn in the tide of the affairs of Micawber, he took it at
the flood, and it led on to fortune. He became a hardworking settler, a
pioneer--a respected early citizen and magistrate in this bright young
Commonwealth of ours, my masters!

And, by the way, and strictly between you and me, I have a shrewd
suspicion that Uriah Heep wasn't the only cad in David Copperfield.

Brutus, the originator of the saying, took the tide at the flood, and
it led him and his friends on to death, or--well, perhaps, under the
circumstances, it was all the same to Brutus and his old mate, Cassius.

And this, my masters, brings me home,
Bush-born bard, to Ancient Rome.

And there's little difference in the climate, or the men--save in the
little matter of ironmongery--and no difference at all in the women.

We'll pass over the accident that happened to Caesar. Such accidents had
happened to great and little Caesars hundreds of times before, and have
happened many times since, and will happen until the end of time, both
in "sport" (in pla