Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)A Good Argument for a City Manager.
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)It Has Certainly Agreed with Him.
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)A Busy Little Bee.
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)How About a Little Old- Fashioned Economy?
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)Under New Management.
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)What About the Little Boy with the Tin Cup?
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)The Has - Beens.
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)The Timid Soul. (With a Bow to Webster.)
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)Has Somebody Doped Hawkshaw, the Detective?
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)The End of a Species.
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)Though I Speak with the Tongues of Men and of Angels, but Have Not Charity, I Have Become Sounding Brass or a Clanging Cymbal.
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)Give the Voter a Break.
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)The Racketeer of the Milk Bottle.
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)The Endurance Sitter, or Up a Tree.
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)A Jab in the Ribs.
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)A Good One on the Sardines.
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)A Weary Business.
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)Never Mind the Mess on the Floor - Give the Poor Policy - Holders a Break.
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)The Result of Embarrassing Connections.
Rollin Kirby (1875-1952)He Would Kick Like the Devil if it Weren't for Such a Needy Cause.