Too Near the Bottom.

Why Not Supercede Him, Governor Lehman? The Job's Too Big for Him.

It Has Certainly Agreed with Him.

Bearing Down on Him.

Waking Him Up.

Gagging Him.

"Give Him the Works."

Belted out of Him.

"The Trouble With You is That You Are Not Interested in Me."

Not Out of His Basket!

Still Haunting Him.

Curfew Must Not Ring Tonight.

Though I Speak with the Tongues of Men and of Angels, but Have Not Charity, I Have Become Sounding Brass or a Clanging Cymbal.

The One Thing That Will Not Shatter His Nerves.

Spelling it Out For Him.

Whose Invisbile Hand Keeps Him from Prosecuting?

Use Those Shears, Governor.

The Timid Soul. (With a Bow to Webster.)

Not for Them!

Try to Run Him Out, Mayor Hague!