Removing the liquor from his reach, his daughter rang the bell, and then
walked towards the door of the room.
"Who procured that liquor for my father?" she asked of the servant who
entered.
"I did, miss," answered the man, hesitatingly.
"Let this be the last time you do such a thing," she rejoined, eyeing him
sternly, "unless you wish to be discharged. I thought you all fully
understood that on no consideration was my father to have liquor, unless by
the physician's or my order--it aggravates his disease and neutralizes all
the doctor's efforts--and, unless you wish to be immediately discharged,
never repeat the same offence. Now, procure some assistance--it is time my
father was prepared for bed."
The man bowed and left the apartment; but soon returned, saying there was a
person in the hall who had forced his way into the house, and who
positively refused to stir until he saw Mr. Stevens.
"He has been here two or three times," added the man, "and he is very rough
and impudent."
"This is most singular conduct," exclaimed Miss Stevens. "Did he give his
name?"
"Yes, miss; he calls himself McCloskey."
At the utterance of this well-known name, Mr. Stevens raised his head, and
stared at the speaker with a look of stupid fright, and inquired, "Who
here--what name is that?--speak louder--what name?"
"McCloskey," answered the man, in a louder tone.
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