Oh, they's money in dawgs, and I knows how to make 'em win ever' time." Sandy, tired as he was from the day's excitement, insisted upon going in search of one at once.

He already had visions of becoming the proud owner of a canine champion that would put him immediately into the position of lighting his cigar with a two-pound note.
The first three weeks of their experience on the road went far to realize their expectations.

The bulldog, which had been bought in partnership, proved a conquering hero.

Through the long summer days the boys tramped over the country, peddling their wares, and by night they conducted sundry unlawful encounters wherever an opponent could be found.
Sandy enjoyed the peddling.

It was astonishing what friendly sociability and confidential intimacy were established by the sale of blue suspenders and pink soap.