Persistence was the keynote of Mr.Poynter's existence.
"Johnny," begged Philip, "get Miss Diane some chicken implements, will you, old man?
And lend me some salt.

You see," he added easily to Diane, "Ras and I are personally responsible for an individual and very concentrated grub equipment.

It saves a deal of fussing.

I carry mine in my pocket and Ras carries his in his hat, but he wears a roomier tile than I do and never climbs out of it even when he sleeps.

Thank you, Johnny.