A tiny mechanical bird with actual feathers.

And it sings! It is a really, truly yellow canary in a beautiful gold cage, and when you press a spring it perks its head, opens its beak, flirts its tail, and utters the most angelic song.

It must have cost a fortune.

Couldn't you _love_ a man who would think of a present like that ?" "Hm-m! Could _you_ ?" "Oh, I'm joking, of course," "Bob" said, seriously.

"We are merely business associates, Mr.Gray and I, but he has the faculty of taking his personality into his business, and that's why I know he is bound to make a great success." "Some day," Nelson said, with an effort at lightness, "when we have finished with this infernal oil excitement and the fever has subsided, perhaps I'll have a chance to--well, to play ladies' man.