Waring's Peril

Ananias! Ye-as, suh? What time is it? Gyahd-mountin' done gone, suh. The devil it has! What do you mean, sir, by allowing me to sleep on in this shameless and unconscionable manner, when an indulgent government is suffering for my services? What sort of day is it, sir? Beautiful day, Mr. Waring. Then go at once to Mr. Larkin and tell him he can't wear his new silk hat this morning, - I want it, an...