The Major--who's sometimes too indolent an' sometimes too drunk to make the play himse'f--instructs Bowlaig how to go over to the Red Light an' fetch a bottle of rum.

The Major would chuck a silver dollar in a little basket, an' Bowlaigs would take it in his mouth same as you-all has seen dogs, an' report with the layout to Black Jack.

That gent would make the shift, bottle for dollar, an' Bowlaigs would reepair back ag'in to the Major, when they'd both tank up ecstatic.
"One mornin' after Bowlaigs an' the Major's been campin' together about four months, they wakes up mighty jaded.

They've had a onusual spree the evenin' prior an' they feels like a couple of sore-head dogs.

The Major who needs a drink to line up for the day, gropes about in his blankets, gets a dollar, pitches it into the basket an' requests Bowlaigs to caper over for the Willow Run.