I often think," he proceeded, as he took a pull at the cigar and emitted the smoke with a chewing movement of his mouth, "of what Andy Brown used to say.

Andy was a curious kind of a customer 't I used to know up to Syrchester.

He liked good things, Andy did, an' didn't scrimp himself when they was to be had--that is, when he had the go-an'-fetch-it to git 'em with.

He used to say, 'Boys, whenever you git holt of a ten-dollar note you want to git it _into_ ye or _onto_ ye jest 's quick 's you kin.
We're here to-day an' gone to-morrer,' he'd say, 'an' the' ain't no pocket in a shroud,' an' I'm dum'd if I don't think sometimes," declared Mr.Harum, "that he wa'n't very fur off neither.

'T any rate," he added with a philosophy unexpected by his hearer, "'s I look back, it ain't the money 't I've spent fer the good times 't I've had 't I regret; it's the good times 't I might 's well 've had an' didn't.