I am the promoter of happiness, the benefactor of all-uns of the mountains.
Specs, ladies and gentlemen.

Nick-nacks, thread, needles, but principally specs and good cheer.

Yes, thanks.

I will have a snack with you.

I thank you for the invitation." The Overland Riders, who, up to this juncture, had not uttered a word, burst into laughter, for they recognized that voice, the never-to-be-forgotten voice and lingo of Jeremiah Long, the Mystery Man.
"You are indeed welcome," greeted Grace, stepping forward to shake hands with the spectacle man, who put down his grip, mopped his forehead, then grasped her hand, regarding Grace with twinkling eyes.
"I have just come from Jed Thompson's hospitable home where I have spectacled the family from the old man himself down to and including the babe.