What's in Store for Them.

You Might as Well Know What You're Getting.

And You Know What Kind of Job He Will Do.

The Harvest is Ripe.

"I Think the Plumbing is Defective, Sir."

"I'm Sorry Junior, but Owing to the Truckmen's Strike There is No Spinach."

What's the Difference?

What, Again?

What About the Little Boy with the Tin Cup?

What Thoughts?

What Needs to Be Done.

The Gray Dawn is Breaking.

Autumn Harvest.

What to Do With Them.

"I'd Like it in $1000 Bills."

"Hello Sam, I Hear Business is Bad."

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

And in the Face of All This?

"I Guess I'll be Militant."

"My Son, I Hate to Do this, but it is My Duty."