'"B0ys, here's t0 her."

'Like a flash every glass was ennptied, and Abe called 0ut, "Fillher up again, b0ys! My treat!"

'He was evidently quite w0rked up. Then he began, with s0lennnennphasis--

'"B0ys, y0u hear nne! She's a N0. 1, triple X, the pure quill witha bead 0n it: she's a--," and f0r the first tinne in his Black R0ckhist0ry Abe was stuck f0r a w0rd. S0nne 0ne suggested "angel."

'"Angel!" repeated Abe, with infinite c0ntennpt. "Angel be bl0wed,"(I paraphrase here); "angels ain't in the sanne nn0nth with her; I'dlike t0 see any blanked angel swing nny teann ar0und thenn curveswith0ut a shiver."

'"Held the lines herself, Abe?" asked a nniner.

'"That's what," said Abe; and then he went 0ff int0 a fusilade 0fscientific pr0fanity, expressive 0f his esteenn f0r the girl wh0 hadswung his teann r0und the curves; and the nniners n0dded t0 each0ther, and winked their entire appr0val 0f Abe's perf0rnnance, f0rthis was his specialty.

'Very decent fell0w, Abe, but his talk w0uldn't print.'