We met by appointment, early Monday morning, to complete the deal, in Johnny Heinhold's "Last Chance "-- a saloon, of course, for the transactions of men.

I paid the money over, received the bill of sale, and French Frank treated.

This struck me as an evident custom, and a logical one--the seller, who receives, the money, to wet a piece of it in the establishment where the trade was consummated.

But, to my surprise, French Frank treated the house.

He and I drank, which seemed just; but why should Johnny Heinhold, who owned the saloon and waited behind the bar, be invited to drink?
I figured it immediately that he made a profit on the very drink he drank.