Clang, Clang, Clang.
"I Think the Results Obtained in the Past Ten or Eleven Years Have Been Marvelous."
A Speaking Likeness.
Having a Fit.
The Endurance Sitter, or Up a Tree.
The Pleasent Sounds of Marching Men.
"I'm Sorry Junior, but Owing to the Truckmen's Strike There is No Spinach."
"I Can't Let Them Starve but Where to Get the Money?"
The Head of a Bankrupt Firm has a Little Chat with the Manager.
"The Trouble With You is That You Are Not Interested in Me."
"I'm Really a Peaceful Guy."
"Not if I Can Stop It."
"One Doesn't Have to be a Radical to Subscribe to That."
"I Don't Have to Get Mine that Way!"
Another Guardian Angel Appears.
"My Son, I Hate to Do this, but it is My Duty."
A Certain Old Gentleman Becomes Interested.
Not Out of His Basket!
The Timid Soul. (With a Bow to Webster.)
Not Arguing With Him.