You watch my smoke." "Smoke!" chuckled Elfreda Briggs.

"I don't mind it at all ordinarily, but I do wish that, when you get excited, you wouldn't insist on burning soft coal." "Say, Mister! Why don't yer feed the critter some soothin' syrup?
They got it in the store there," urged a spectator.

"Good fer man er beast." Hippy grinned at the speaker, and the villagers roared.
"Good idea, old top.

We will pour a bottleful down your throat at the same time.

It is good for all animals, you know.