Shine! All right; here y'are, boss! Do it for jest five cents. Get 'em fixed in a minute, That is, 'f nothing perwents. Set your foot right there, sir. Mornin's kinder cold,...
Old coat, for some three or four seasons We've been jolly comrades, but now We part, old companion, forever; To fate, and the fashion, I bow. You'd look well enough at a dinner,...
"Hey, Johnny McGinnis, where are yez? I've got a place! Arrah, be quick!" Whiz! Boom! "Hooray, there goes a rocket; Hi, Johnny, look out for the shtick!" "Confound it, sir! Those are my feet, sir!"...