But, anyway, you could smoke where you wished in that house, and Gashwiler couldn't smoke any closer to his house than the front porch.

Even trying it there he would be nagged, and fussily asked why he didn't go out to the barn.

He was a poor fish, Gashwiler; a country storekeeper without a future.

A clod! Merton, after waiting in line, obtained his mail, consisting of three magazines--Photo Land, Silver Screenings, and Camera.

As he stepped away he saw that Miss Tessie Kearns stood three places back in the line.