_Non_ politics, _non_ religion, _sed_ poker! That's why we're here." The Honorable William Jones, his eloquence thus dammed up, seemed to experience a sudden restriction of the throat, and coughed once or twice.

"I will go against the said poker just onct," said he; "but, ahem!" "I would suggest," said Dunwody, "that before we tempt the gods of fortune we should first pour a libation for their favor.

What do you say, sir ?" He turned to Jones and winked at Clayton.
"No, no, no, sir! No, I thank you just as much, but I never drink more than onct in a day.

At home it varies.

On some days I like my liquor in the mornin', some days just before bedtime, especially if there is any malary about, as there is in most of my country--indeed, I think there is some malary in these Ohio bottoms up here." "That fact is beyond dispute," ventured Judge Clayton gravely.