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