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"Well, I don't count much on what you'll get out of Pap Briggs. You might get ten cents, if he was feeling liberal, but he don't usually feel that way. What I want is one hundred dollars right now. I don't need no lung-testers, and I've been cheated, and I won't wait. If Miss Sally ain't going to pay me, I'll see what the law says about it." "Mr. Skinner," said Mrs.

He was the man that stopped with Miss Sally Briggs a while. I thought maybe you knew him. He's dead. I thought maybe you'd be interested to know it." A light dawned on the butcher. William Rossiter must have been the man that left the lung-testers at Miss Sally's. "I'm glad he's dead," he said. "I don't know anybody I'd sooner have it happen to."

They crowded pennies into all the other machines, but they would just go up to the lung-testers and sort of sniff at them, and walk away without trying them.

Smith, "in consideration that Miss Sally is a lady and that you are a gentleman, will you not wait till to-morrow?" "Business is business," he said flatly. "When I'm sellin' meat I ain't a gentleman, I'm a butcher; and when Miss Briggs was sellin' lung-testers she wasn't a lady, she was in business. Business is one thing an' bein' pleasant is another.

If Skinner attempted to make the Colonel take back the lung-testers the ill feeling between the two would be sufficiently emphasized, and no doubt the Colonel had sufficient reason, in the publication of the article, to hate the editor. Horsewhipped!

And you let Guthrie, that he may stand in solidly with the very woman you have your eye on, sell you what? Fire-extinguishers? Not much! Not fire-extinguishers at all, but useless, no-account lung-testers! Lung-testers, that he makes you pay one hundred dollars for, and that you will have to throw away.

"Oh, but he don't like the way folks will laugh at him when they learn the joke you have played on him. That was a good one." "Joke?" queried the mayor, growing brighter. "Did I play him one joke?" "You know," said T. J. "Making him buy those lung-testers of Miss Briggs' when he thought they were fire-extinguishers. I should say it WAS a joke!"

The book agent has come first; now the Colonel will come; and then Skinner, all asking the same thing, but my idea is that they are all in partnership, and that Jones is engineering the whole thing. They want your money, and that is all they want, and once they get it they will be happy and you will be left with four lung-testers on your hands."

That makes me a revenge on Skinner for such a klop on the head, yes?" He adjusted the shoe on his knee, and began to sew again. "Yes," he said, "I am glad I make that joke on Skinner. What was it?" "Come now!" said T. J. "Don't pretend such innocence, Stitz. Don't try to fool ME. You knew all the time that those fire-extinguishers were nothing but lung-testers."

About those lung-testers was not fire-extinguishers?" "That's all right," said Eliph', seeking to pass on, "It is all fixed up now. They ARE fire-extinguishers." "Such a fool business on Skinner," said the mayor with enjoyment. "And on Stitz, too. I thinks me I am the boss grafter, and I ain't!" He chuckled. "No-o!" he said cheerfully.