"Threw Me Out, Did Ye ? Then Take That and That!" 



When Swazey was sober he was the soul of good nature, but when he entered the dance-hall 

 he had imbibed such a quantity of fiery spirits that he was as savage as a cougar. So they 

 put him out. In the truck outside were the cans of nitro-glycerine — handy missiles with 

 which to "get even." But kind Providence foiled the plan. The explosive was frozen 



