What's come of your fiddle?
You haven't sold it, and bought Erie shares, have you ?" "A boy stole it from me, and broke it." "I'd like to lick him.

Who was it ?" "I think his name was Tim Rafferty." "I know him," said Dick.

"I'll give him a lickin' next time I see him." "Can you ?" asked Phil, doubtfully, for his enemy was as large as Dick.
"In course I can.

My fists are like sledge-hammers.

Jest feel my muscle." Dick straightened out his arm, and Phil felt of the muscle, which was hard and firm.
"It's as tough as a ten-year-old chicken," said Dick.