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The bar of the hotel was about fifty yards 

 from the hotel itself, in a separate building, 

 and on Saturday night many of the loggers 

 came dropping in to waste the earnings of the 

 week. Drunkenness on these occasions was 

 far too common, and till the small hours of 

 the morning the sound of revelry from the bar 

 was not conducive to a good night's rest. 



Some of the characters who frequented the 

 bar were weird in the extreme, and when fairly 

 " full " — as the local expression was — the hotel 

 was not inviolate to them. One who par- 

 ticularly interested me might have been taken 

 out of one of Fenimore Cooper's novels. My 

 acquaintance with him was made on the hotel 

 verandah. With a friendly feeling born of 

 much whisky, he placed his arm on my shoulder, 

 and assured me that although if he had his 

 rights he would be a Lord, he did not disdain 

 the acquaintanceship of a commoner like my- 

 self; in fact, that he had seldom seen a man 

 to whom he had taken such a fancy, or with 

 whom he would more willingly tramp the 

 woods, if I would only give him the pleasure 

 of my company in his trapper's hut some few 

 miles inland. His suggestion that our friend- 

 ship should be cemented by an adjournment to 

 the bar did not meet with the ready acceptance 

 he expected, which evidently disappointed 



