I'm one of the fellers that talks louder than anybody else and thinks he's as big as George Washington because he's got a bass voice." He lowered his voice to a hoarse, raucous whisper and went on.

"And mother stood over there, see,--right about where that cuspidor is,--and looked at the preacher all the time.

Watchin' to see that he kept his face straight, I suppose.

Couple of old rummies standin' back there where that table is, all dressed up in Prince Alberts and shaved within an inch of their lives.

Lawyers, I heard afterwards.