Mine leaks, and smears the stove and table." "Be Gorry!" sighed Jimmy.

"There goes me tongue, lettin' me in for it again.

I'll look over the skins, and if any of thim are ripe, I'll get you a milk pail and a dishpan the nixt time I go to town.

And, by gee! If that dandy big coon hide I got last fall looks good, I'm going to comb it up, and work the skin fine, and send it to the Thrid Man, with me complimints.

I don't feel right about him yet.