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Title: John Paul's book: moral and instructive: consisting of travels, tales, poetry, and like fabrications
Year: 1874 (1870s)
Authors: Paul, John, 1834-1905
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Publisher: Hartford, Conn., Chicago, Ill. : Columbian Book Company
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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ht. This discussion, carried on by loud voices across the way—directly opposite our windows, of course—naturally enoughroused an Abou Ben Adhem about my size and weight froma deep dream of peace. But weve become so accustomed tothis sort of thing now that we like it rather than otherwise.Indeed, it is questionable whether we could get a sleep thatwould make us feel refreshed in the morning if we were notwoke up two or three times during the night. So, slippingout of bed, I seated myself in a wash-bowl, which that myste-rious Providence that rules our ends had ordained should beleft on the window-sill, and prepared to enjoy the fire-works,so plainly inevitable, at leisure. My names Harrington, and its down on your books, andyouve got my seventy-five cents for a room, dont you see ?Now, you just let me in, and Ill get that room, and thatllmake it all right. Eh? Youve got my money then, andIve got a room. Eh ? Thatll be a square deal, and youllbe a square Dutchman, dont you see ? 194
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• r \\.\ \T Id <()Mi; IN. MR. HARRINGTON SAILS IN. I95 The tones were sharp and incisive, and the argument waslogical; clearer reasoning at that hour of the night I neverremember to have heard, and Mr. Harrington seemed consid-erably interested in carrying his point. So I waited events.But no response came from the party of the second part,whose nightcapped head protruded from a second-story win-dow, other than a general rejoinder to the effect that it wasthen one oclock; that he could not get in that night, butcould next morning, when his six shillings would be returnedto him; and that the noise he made was unseemly at such anhour. Mr. Harrington now proceeded to provide himself with acart-rung, next proceeding to improvise a devils tattoo, orrather a demoniac reveille, on the door-panels, that threatenedto bring all in the neighborhood out for a sort of undressparade. Finding a^ing ineffectual, he evidently thought hedt*JF-«r rung, you see. It worked like a charm, so far asbri

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