The Political Assassins.

It Began as a Cloud No Bigger Than a Man's Hand.

Why, Joe McKee!

I Paint 'Em in Any Style."

The Challenge.

John and Joe Go into Battle.

"Go 'way! The Other Fellow Let Me Alone!"

"I Think the Plumbing is Defective, Sir."

Pruning.

Domestic Scene.

"I'm for Harmony, Gentlemen."

"Come On, Pussy."

Look Who's Here!

The Wrong Material Waits Hopefully for the Decision.

"In His Judicial Capacity?"

What a Headache!

A Weak Reed.

"Lake Placid? Excuse it, Please."

"To Hell With McKee and Economy!"

In the Spotlight.