Colonel Belmont, Alexander Groome, Amos Lawton, Ogden Bascom and several other worthy citizens, were returning from a pleasant supper at Blazes'. They sat for a time in the saloon of the ferry boat El Capitan with the birds of gorgeous plumage they had royally entertained and then went outside to take the air; the ladies preferring to nap.
"Hello! What's that?" exclaimed Groome. "Something's up. Let's investigate."
At the end of the rear deck was a group of men and one or two women. They were crowding one another and those on the edge stood on tiptoe. Belmont was very tall and he could see over their heads without difficulty.
"It's a woman," he announced to his friends. "Drunk--or in a dead faint--"
A man laughed coarsely. "Drunk as they make 'em. No faint about that --Hi!--Quit yer sh
