Here is the song--I can sing the tune to-day: "The needle's eye, Which doth supply The thread which runs so true; {And many a lass {Have I let pass or {And many a beau {Have I let go Because I wanted you!" At the word "you," the two on the chairs--they were Lizzie Finster and Charley McKim at first--brought their arms down and caught a couple--they caught Kittie and me--who were at that moment passing through between the chairs--which were the needle's eye; and then they sang, giving us room to execute: "And they bow so neat! And they kiss so sweet! We do intend before we end, to have this couple meet!" Crimson of face, awkward as a calf, I bowed to Kittie and she to me; and then she threw her arms about me and kissed me on the lips.

And then I saw her wink slyly at Bob Wade.

Then Kittie and I became the needle's eye and she worked it so we caught Bob Wade and Virginia, even though it was necessary to wait a moment after the word "you"-- she meant to do it! As Bob's lips met Virginia's I groaned, and turning my back on Kittie Fleming, I rushed out of the room.

Judge Stone tried to stop me.
5 "Jake, Jake!" Judge Stone whispered in my ear, looking anxiously around, "have you seen the governor in the last half or three-quarters of an hour ?" "He hain't been in here," I said, jerking away from him.
"Sure ?" he persisted.

"I've looked everywhere except in his office where he put the money--and that's locked." I broke away from him and went out.