"I'm a north of Ireland man, but I remember--" "Yes, Lammis," the sick man went on.

"Castlegarry was my father's place, but my mother left me Lammis.

When I got control of it, and of the securities she left, I felt my oats, as they say; and I wasn't long in making a show of courage, not to say rashness, in following my leader.
He gave me luck for a time, indeed so great that I could even breed horses of my own.

But the luck went against him at last, and then, of course, against me; and I began to feel that suction which, as it draws the cash out of your pocket, the credit out of your bank, seems to draw also the whole internal economy out of your body--a ghastly, empty, collapsing thing." Mrs.Tynan gave a great sigh.

She had once put two hundred dollars in a mine--on paper--and it ended in a lawsuit; and on the verdict in the lawsuit depended the two hundred dollars and more.