Fabrics and cords--and the difference in price is more'n made up in wear.

Run yer car inside outa the sun whilst I change yer grief into joy." "I teen havin' hard luck all along," the man complained listlessly.
"Geewhillikens, but it shore does cost to travel!" Casey should have been warned by that.

Bill would have smelled a purse lean as the man himself and would have shied a little.

But Casey could meet Trouble every morning after breakfast and yet fail to recognize her until she had him by the collar.
"You ask anybody if it don't!" he agreed sympathetically, mentally going over his rack of tires, not quite sure that he had four in that size, but hoping that he had five and that he could persuade the man to invest.

He surely needed rubber, thought Casey, as he scrutinized the two casings on the car.