In the midst of Granger's se'f-accoosations, the lights in the gin-mill begins to burn ag'in, one by one.

After awhile, she's reilloominated an' ablaze with old-time glory.

It's then the FAMILY ENTRANCE opens an' the onhappy stranger sport emerges onto the sidewalk.

He's in his shirtsleeves, an' a satisfied smile wreathes his face.

He shore looks plumb content! "'"Get out of the kerriage an' come in, pard," he shouts to Granger.
"Come on in a whole lot! I'd journey down thar an' get you, but I can't leave; I'm tendin' bar!"' "'You're shore right, Colonel,' says Peets, when Colonel Sterett ends the anecdote, 'the feelin' of that onhappy stranger sport is parallel to mine.