[Gutenberg 41816] • Ann Arbor Tales

"[...]boxes were the stenciled labels-plain enough to be read distinctly across the street-"Perth Whiskey." But it was not that he had a pride in what certain of his fellows were wont to call his "independence." It was simply that he drank-drank when he chose; paid for what he drank; and drank it like a man-a Southern man, honorably. The real trouble was not that he saw fit and cared to drink, or what he drank; but that he drank so much. And he was in love now; reveling in a multitude of agreeable sensations, which, perhaps, he had not even dreamed himself destined ever to experience in such fulness. Analyzing his emotions he marveled at the condition he discovered. He set himself apart and regarded the other Jack Houston critically. He denied his heart's impeachment; the other Jack sneered and called him a fool. He laughed; the other Jack said, -or seemed to say: [...].