Wonder what his name railly is, and where he lives, or whether I killed him complate." "Any dry goods man in town can tell ye," said Dannie.
"Ask the clerk in the hotel," suggested Mary.
"You've said it," cried Jimmy.

"That's the stuff! And I can find out whin he will be here again." Two hours more they faithfully worked on the garden, and then Jimmy began to grow restless.
"Ah, go on!" cried Mary.

"You have done all that is needed just now, and more too.

There won't any fish bite to-day, but you can have the pleasure of stringin' thim poor sufferin' worms on a hook and soaking thim in the river." "'Sufferin' worms!' Sufferin' Job!" cried Jimmy.

"What nixt?
Go on, Dannie, get your pole!" Dannie went.