"That ?" He fingered the band on the stovepipe as if he saw it for the first time.

"Yes; I see." "But what are they for ?" asked Harkless, touching one of the streamers curiously.
"Why--it's--it's likely meant for decorations." John picked up the ink-well, staring in complete amazement at the hard knot of ribbon with which it was garnished.
"They seem to have been here some time." "They have; I reckon they're almost due to be called in.

They've be'n up ever sence--sence----" "Who put them up, Ross ?" "We did." "What for ?" Ross was visibly embarrassed.

"Why--fer--fer the other editor." "For Mr.Fisbee ?" "Land, no! You don't suppose we'd go to work and bother to brisken things up fer that old gentleman, do you ?" "I meant young Mr.Fisbee--he is the other editor, isn't he ?" "Oh!" said Ross, coughing.

"Young Mr.Fisbee?
Yes; we put 'em up fer him." "You did! Did he appreciate them ?" "Well--he seemed to--kind of like 'em." "Where is he now?
I came here to find him." "He's gone." "Gone?
Hasn't he been here this afternoon ?" "Yes; some 'the time.