A Bad Ingredient.

"That Ought to Make Me Terribly Smart, Pop."

"This is a Very Delicate Operation Called 'Splitting a Fee.'"

The Easy Mark.

A Tough Spot.

A Matter of Principle.

Something the Aldermen Can't Duck.

"Why Not Rip that Off? Do You Think I'm Made of Money?"

Climb Down the Ladder and Get it Mr. Mayor.

Security for the Unskilled.

"I Can't Let Them Starve but Where to Get the Money?"

Round and Round.

Then and Now.

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 Brooklyn Sanitary Squad.

A Chance to be St. George.

The Outcast.

The Result of Embarrassing Connections.

He Would Kick Like the Devil if it Weren't for Such a Needy Cause.

Keep Them in There!