astonishment. “Knock-out drops! I will have th' law on ye, Casey. I will have th' joint closed! I'll teach ye t' be givin' knock-out drops t' th' aldermin of th' city!”      

       “Mike!” cried the big mayor, giving him another vigorous shake. “Shut up wid ye! Casey wouldn't be givin' ye annything that wasn't good for ye. Casey wouldn't be givin' ye knock-out drops.”      

       “No?” whispered Mike angrily. “No? Wouldn't he, Dugan? An' what has he done t' me mimory, then, Dugan? What has he put in th' drink t' rob me of me mimory? Wan minute ago I knew as well anny other man what a dongola is like, an' now I have no mimory of anny dongolas at all. Wan minute ago I could have told ye th' whole history of dongolas, from th' time of Adam up till now, an' have drawed a picture of wan that annywan could recognize—an'       now I wouldn't know wan if ye was show it t' me! I was about t' tell ye th' whole history of dongolas, Dugan; 'twas on th' ind of me tongue t'       give ye a talk on dongolas, whin I took a drink. Ye saw me take a drink, Grevemeyer?”      

       “Ya!” said Grevemeyer, nodding his head solemnly. “You took such a drink!”      

       “Sure,” said Toole, arranging his vest. “Grevemeyer saw me take th' drink—an now I have no mimory of dongolas at all. If ye was t' show me a chromo of wan I wouldn't know was it a dongola or what. I'm ashamed of ye, Casey!”      

       “If ye done it, Casey, ye hadn't have ought t' have done it,” said Dugan reprovingly. “Th' mind of him might be ruined intirely.”      

       “Stop, Dugan!” said Toole hastily. “I forgive him. Me mind will likely be all right by mornin'. 'Tis purty good yit, ixcipt on th' subjict of dongolas. I'm timporarily out of remimbrance what dongolas is. 'Tis odd how thim knock-out drops works, Grevemeyer.”      

       “Ya!” said the alderman unsuspectingly, “gifing such a forgetfulness on such easy things as dongolas.”      

       “Sure! You tell Dugan what dongolas is, Grevemeyer,” said Toole quickly.     

       Grevemeyer looked at his glass thoughtfully. His mind worked slowly always, but he saw that it would not do for him to have knock-out drops so soon after Toole.     

       “Ach!” he exclaimed 

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