“ALL DONE.” 
durai, did so, whenever they had an opportunity, 
which was pretty often. It would happen so, while 
Mr. Jimson and his friends were at dinner, he would 
say: “Boy, bring out a bottle of wine. Here are 
the keys.” So the boy would take the key, pro- 
ceed to the store-room, which was just along the 
passage, so that those sitting at the dinner -table 
could see him quite well: he could not steal anything 
without being observed, oh no ! The servant wouid 
take the key, smartly unlock the door, and just as 
smartly and sharply bring out bottles: one with 
a sharp turn behind his back be would hand to the 
kitchen cooly, who was standing in the passage, wait- 
ing his duties, with a towel over his arm, and this 
towel very promptly received the bottle! The whole 
transaction was done in an instant. There was no 
stoppage or delay in proceeding into the room with 
the other bottle, which was supposed to be the only 
one brought out. This sprt of thing, going on day 
after day, would soon tell on the contents of any 
cellar, however largely stocked, and so it was, that 
when Mr. Jimson was advised of the speedy return 
of the proprietor, and when he examined the cellar, 
as kotnpared with the stock-book, what had become 
of all its contents? Surely he could never have used 
so much ? When his employer arrived, he put out a 
small stock of wine into the side-board, went back 
to his old bungalow, and took the keys with him, 
which was just prolonging the arrival of the evil day. 
Mr, Jimson s employer was a gentleman of very 
considerable position and standing, and, after his long 
absence, a number of his friends came to see him, 
and of course he entertained them at dinner. One day, 
or rather evening, at dinner, the employer says : 
“We must have a bottle of champagne. Mr. Jim- 
son, you have the keys, go and bring it.” But the 
keys had been left at the other bungalow. This sort 
of thing went on for a week or so. The keys were 
always forgotten. At last, in anticipation of a social 
dinner on a grander scale than usual, such ]3ositive 
orders were given about the keys that it was 
impossible to evade them. After dinner the host 
said to his guests : “Come, we will have a glass of 
rare old port, the like of which we won’t get often. 
There were two dozen left, when I went away. 
Jimson, bring out a couple of bottles.” But Jimson 
made no signs of a movement ; he got very red in 
the face. “ Come, look smart and bring them out.” 
There was a hollow response: “There’s none. All 
done.” The host and guests looked each other in 
blank amazement, and echoed: “All done! Well we 
