What's in Store for Them.
You Might as Well Know What You're Getting.
The Harvest is Ripe.
And You Know What Kind of Job He Will Do.
"I'm Sorry Junior, but Owing to the Truckmen's Strike There is No Spinach."
"I Think the Plumbing is Defective, Sir."
The Gray Dawn is Breaking.
What About the Little Boy with the Tin Cup?
What Needs to Be Done.
What to Do With Them.
Autumn Harvest.
What, Again?
What Thoughts?
"I'd Like it in $1000 Bills."
What's the Difference?
"The Trouble With You is That You Are Not Interested in Me."
"I Guess I'll be Militant."
"Hello Sam, I Hear Business is Bad."
"I Think the Results Obtained in the Past Ten or Eleven Years Have Been Marvelous."
"My Son, I Hate to Do this, but it is My Duty."