Sketches of the campaign in northern Mexico : in eighteen hundred forty-six and seven / by an officer of the First Regiment of Ohio volunteers.

A FIRE IN THE REAR. 33
ing, a customer appeared in the tent, and called for a glass
of cider. The retailer hastened to draw the desired potation.
The customer, after drinking, took out his purse and inquired the price.
"Two dimes," said the Yankee.
"' Two what 2" exclaimed the customer.
"' Two dimes," coolly replied Jonathan.
" Two devils," snarled the customer; " why I can get just
as good cider here for five cents a glass."' No you can't," drawled the Yankee; " there aint a pint
of cider'cept what I've got in that are barril this side of Orleans, I'm darned if there is."
"6 I know better," indignantly retorted the purchaser; "I
bought a glass not an hour ago, and only paid five centh;
for it."
" I'd like to know just where you effected that small trans
action?" inquired the Yankee.
"6 Right round here," was the answer.
" I guess it was-rigyht rosund here; right round where,
I'd like to know?"2 continued the cider seller.
6' Why, close by here somewhere, just back of your place:9'
rejoined the customer.
" I'll bet you tu drinks you did'nt," said the Yankee, "I and
we'll go right round and see."
" Done,"' responded the customer; and off they started.
Sure enough, "right round there" they found another
establishment in full blast. A second Yankee had rigged an
awning behind the first Yankee's shed, had tapped the rear
end of the aforesaid cider barrel through a board, and was