IN WHICH A CERTAIN SONGSTER TREATS THE COMPANY TO A DOLOROUS BALLAD WHEREBY MR.

IRONS IS SOMEWHAT MOVED.
It seemed that Mr.Dangerfield had taken Zekiel Irons's measure pretty exactly.

The clerk had quite made up his mind to take the bold step urged upon him by that gentleman.

He was a slow man.

When one idea had fairly got into his head there was no room there for another.