The Vanity of Human Wishes (1749) and Two Rambler papers (1750)

irit of irreverence overtook him. Then, at the thought of the waiting Butsey, he began to pipe forth volumi

of Laloo's, gazed at him from the dept

cheerful," he

y n

was

as a k

! Were yo

d, no! I enj

liar, you are. What

d all that sort of thing. And

sey, precipitately leaving

e on you," said Stover, whose imag

e made, for, reckoning on his host, he was already in his thir

the truth," he said, "it'll kill

indeed, he was always leaning against something-his

said Butsey White professionally. "Mr. Stover's h

ck and gave Stover his hand i

pose you want one?" He looked at Stover in sleepy reproachfulness,

Pomeranian," said Butsey, pe

r, selected a roll and lo

tter?" said Di

id in explanation. "He likes to ta

t's coming to me,"

orous mass. He shut his eyes, gazed seraphica

said

m!

fancy young

aid Dink, lost in the vapo

ucking the Doctor under the chin," said Butsey glibly.

ch?" sa

the nearest wall, elevated four

" said

and t

se. "Oh, come, I didn't eat three-well

Butsey and paid. Laloo followed them to the door,

We'll go in later for lamps and crockery and all that sort of thing. I thought we

ds with a quick, business-like little man with a Western mustac

iness?" said Butsey af

it's bad," said

at little iron safe of yours is just crackin

r. White. Just com

Stover's great admiration. "Well, are you going to set us

kish paste, Mr. White," said

Butsey, looki

ur

sets, Mr. Stover," said Appleby softly. "Just

Butsey, hastily consulting

. Stover, quenching the hot dogs in root

ll, how's

Mr. Parsons

sey, as they moved off. "Seen

, I haven't sa

We all do. It's e-tiquette. There's Firmin's," he said, with a wave of his hand-"post-offi

against the glass. They elbowed their way in through the joyous, buzzing mass to where by the counter, Al, watchdog of the jigger, scooped out the fresh strawberry ice cream and gathered in the nickels that went before. At the moment of their arrival Al was in what might be

an't fool him-not for a minute. Talk about Pierpont Morgan! Why, he knows the whole blooming lot of us, just what we're worth. Why, that ey

ening his glance on hi

e, you Butsey,"

weet tooth on these here s

half motion in the air, as thoug

y, double strawb

s droope

over, here's setting up," said

fastened on Stover,

t go

n, Astorbilt," said Butsey.

id Stover, rising to the occa

hustle 'em," said Butsey Whi

depths of his first strawberry jigger, inserted his spoon gingerly and took a nibble. Then he drew a long, contente

inst time, flung out occas

you at three-better bring some back in box-don't tell

convulsive gulp Butsey White finished his glass, and burst from the shop in the helt

enty sprint before the bell stops. We're out

?" said Sto

l. "You're all right for to

ing to feel hungry, ordered another j

ooming with B

e s

ne word of advice, young fellow. Sew your shirt to your bac

y, gesturing with his spoon. "And I rather fan

S

aid Dink grandiloquently, egged on by the other's tone

WHEN THEY COME IN I LOCK THE CASH

the Tennessee Sh

ppahannock," returned

e, the Tennessee Shad, with a stiff-jointed l

money, but do you good," said Macnooder as

ew up his thin, long legs, laid one bony finger agai

tered appetizing trays of éclairs, plum cakes and cream puffs and, whistling a melancholy n

and little rhinoceros eyes had followed

our conduct

," said Al in

ooking in surprise at the equ

he flimfl

four o'clock this very afternoon Turkey Reiter will proceed to cash a check and settle for a fou

doing,"

brigh

us

trust me t

tent clipper, bega

A

ha

you tru

make me

ee Shad, entering the discussion. "

the Tennessee Shad and waited

at?" said

out you

s lo

got a stick

never thought Al w

smi

the Tennessee Shad, as though struck by an inspiratio

der indignantly. "This coat's b

, both elbows on the counter, and stu

p," said the

is coat and, besides, I've got to make

ly a couple of hours; and you know you said you were going to

seemed t

a real, high-life coat f

up; I'm

satisfied. "I wouldn't bother

xclaimed the

off look. "I bit once-way back in '89. It's a good game, s

?" said Doc Macno

ithout malice. "When you try anything as slick as that again you want to b

looked at the

to pay for them?"

s tha

, slapping down a qu

n appreciative extra dab with the

ittle. Here's Stover, over there,

stared at Stover, who all the while had remained in

over?" said Ma

s,

e noon

s,

t fo

ond,

he Tennessee Shad, offering his han

d his hand with extr

t ho

ed by the sight of a 'varsity jerse

ll you

g par

ll you

taken back by the offer, "

bet you've been paying out all day. Butsey White's a low-down,

d Stover gratefully, feeling his hear

id the Tennessee Shad, nodding wisely. "

n me," said Stover, thinking o

" said Macnood

pretty

as they

s this the line of talk you've been putting ou

ll put

ng to have a won

ut with less confidence than when he had a

e come to. Why, there's a bunch of young stock jobbers around here that would make a Wall Street bunco-steerer take to raisi

," said Dink

the floor. At the same moment Doc Macnooder, ambling innocently by on the farther sidewalk, turned, dash

without enthusiasm. "Finish up

ctually made the turn of the counter and stationed himself at the door, watching the group de

he cobbler's, in the direction of the Dicki

body-snatchers don't get electro