"Bertram is himself to-night.
An' he is here, arisin' to his feet to give the glad hand to his old pal.

Bill, old man, here's to you.

It's how-de-do an' good-bye, I guess.
You're a married man now, Bill, an' you got to keep regular hours.

No more runnin' around with the boys.

You gotta take care of yourself, an' get your life insured, an' take out an accident policy, an' join a buildin' an' loan society, an' a buryin' association--" "Now you shut up, Bert," Mary broke in.