He had hardly got the words out of his mouth before he was lying
on the floor, for I gave him a lick under the chin that straightened
him out. As he was getting up, I let the old head go, and down he
went again. He said, "That will do;" so I let up on him. He went
to his room, and did not leave it until the next morning, when he
had to be led off the boat, as he could not see. He swore out a
warrant for my arrest; but when the policeman came to get me, the
clerk told him I had left the boat. That was the last I ever heard
by my big blacksmith.