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"What would I go wastin' money like that for?" Pinkey demanded "They're front ones--I don't need 'eued

"What do I care how I look! I aiht by these dudes: I'll saddle fer 'ehts, but I don't need teeth to do that"

Pinkey was obstinate on some points, so Wallie kneas useless to persist; nevertheless, the absence of so many of his friend's teeth troubled hi when he smiled, and Pinkey was no matinee idol at his best

"There she comes!"

As one, the spectators on the platforlio of millionaires

Wallie felt suddenly nervous and wished he had taken , well-groomed folk of The Colonial Hotel

As the mixed train backed up to the station from the Y, it was seen that the party was on the back platforine stopped so suddenly that the cars bumped and the party on the rear platform were thrown violently into each other's arms

The expression on old Mr Penrose's face was so fiendish as Mrs C D Budlong toppled backward and stood on his bunion that Wallie forgot the graceful speech of welcome he had framed Mr Penrose had travelled all the way in one felt slipper and now, as the lady inadvertently ground her heel into the tender spot, Mr Penrose looked as he felt-- obeyed by stepping on his other foot

Mr Appel, who had lurched over the railing, observed sarcastically: "They ought to put that engineer on a stock train"

The party did not inize Wallie in his Western clothes, but when they did they waved grihtedly: "Here we are, Wallie!"

Wallie made no reply to this self-evident fact and, indeed, he could not, for he was too aghast at the shabby appearance of his wealthy friends to think of any that was appropriate They looked as if they had ransacked their attics for clothes in which to e was a lirin as the coal baron and street-railway nate, Mr Henry Appel, stepped off in a suit of which he had undoubtedly been defrauding his janitor for some years

Mrs J Harry Stott was handed down in a pink silk creation, through the lace insertion of which one could see the cinders that had settled in the fat crease of her neck While Mrs Stott recognized its inappropriateness, she had decided to give it a final wear and save a fresh gown