"Yum! yum! Somebody please hold me!" "Tarts!" panted Harvey Dare.

"Oh, I won't do a thing to them!" "Look at the cookies and assorted good stuff!" murmured Bart, ecstatically.

"I shall be ready to perish without a tremor after this!" "Permit me to do the honors," said Harris, grandly.

"Just nominate your poison, and I will deal it out." So each one called for what he desired, and Harris supplied them, using a pocket-knife with which to cut the cake and pie.
"Aren't you glad you came, Merriwell ?" asked Sam, with his mouth full of fruit cake.
"Sure," smiled Frank, as he helped himself.

"I shall not regret it, if it gives me indigestion." Frank believed Wat Snell was a sneak, but he did not fancy it would be at all necessary to accept the fellow as a friend just because they had met under such circumstances.