His milk-peddling was over for the day.

He was a hard-working-man, and had been on the road since four o'clock.

He had a heavy look about his eyes, and he greeted Amidon's facetiousness with a weary and surly hitch.
"Has he ?" he replied, indifferently.
But a very young, very small man, sitting in one of the "Parlor" arm-chairs, laughed like a child, with intense enjoyment.

"Yep," he said, "I've noticed that.

As much as ten pounds has went since election, sure." "Shet up," replied Flynn, carefully scraping his patron's face.