"Men have been born and grown strong and then started toward the shady side of life since this wine was put in the bottle.

For thirty-eight years it has been gathering and saving its perfume--draw a breath of it now, lad!--and when I uncork the bottle, all the odor blows out to me at once." "True," said Harrigan, nodding sagely.

"I've thought the same thing, but never found the words for it, chief." "Have you ?" asked Campbell eagerly.

"Sit down, lad; sit down! Well, well! Good wine was put on earth for a blessing, but men have misused it, Harrigan--but hear me preaching when I ought to be praying!" "Prayin' ?" repeated the diplomatic Harrigan.

"No, no, man! Maybe you've drunk a good store of liquor, but it shines through you.