These fellows round here make me tired.

Boy, bring me a little whisky.

What are you fellows going to take?
What! you want a cigar ?" he added, speaking to Henry.
"Oh, I had a great man on my staff yesterday--big railroad man.

Do you know that some of those fellows like to have a man show them how to spend their money?
I see I'm posted for dues.

This municipality must think I'm made of money." When he caught sight of the boy coming with the tray, a peculiar light, such as painters give the face of Hope, illumined his countenance, and clasping his hands, he unctuously greeted himself.
"Mr.Flummers," said McGlenn, "we all love you." "Oh, no." "Yes; it is disreputable, but we love you.