He went to a tavern, that's what he done.

A drayman I know took his dunnage!" "Come on," I cried, "and help me find the drayman!" "I'll have to study on this," said Bill.

"My mind hain't as active as usual.

I need somethin' to brighten me up!" "What do you need ?" I inquired.

"Can't you think where he stays ?" "A little rum," he answered, "is great for the memory.