I can see a lot of good gags for him, having to milk the goats, and getting scared of the other animals, and no place to press his master's clothes--things like that, you know.

Well, the young fellow explores the island and finds another party that's been wrecked on the other side, and it's the girl and the man that got her father into his power and got all of his estate and is going to make beggars of them if the girl won't marry him, and she comes on the young fellow under some palms and they fall in love and fix it up to double-cross the villain--Belmore can work it out from there.

How about that?
And say, we can use a lot of trims from that South Sea piece we did last year, all that yacht and island stuff--see what I mean ?" The other considered profoundly.

"Yes, you got a story there, but it won't be Robinson Crusoe, don't you see ?" Again Henshaw glanced up from his envelope with the light of inspiration.

"Well, how about this?
Call it Robinson Crusoe, Junior! There you are.