The din of the drinkers subsided at length, and toper after toper was helped to his bed.
She burst open his door while he was still dressing: 'Well, Toper!'
Ben the toper loved his bottle,—Charley only loved the lasses!
"He ain't no boy o' mine," said the toper, with no little indignation in his tones.
Squire Simonton renewed his efforts to secure the reform of the toper.