He simply moved his pool tables and truck up from the old shop, and now he's got the finest place of the kind on the Cape, rent free.
"'I told you 'twould make a good billiard saloon, didn't I, Bailey ?' he says, chucklin'.
"'Jotham,' says I, 'of your kind you're a perfect wonder.' "'Well,' says he, 'I diagnosed that men's club as sufferin' from acute politics.

I've been doctorin' that disease for a long time.

The trouble with you reformers,' he adds, solemn, 'is that, when it comes to political doin's, you ain't practical.' "As for Stingy Gabe, he shut up his fine house and moved to New York.
Said he was through with helpin' the moral tone.
"'When I die,' he says to me, 'if I go to the bad place I may start in reformin' that.

It don't need it no more'n South Orham does, but 'twill be enough sight easier job.' "And," concluded Captain Stitt, as soon as he could be heard above the "Haw! haws!" caused by the Honorable Holway's final summing-up of his native town, "I ain't so sure that he was greatly mistook.

What do you think, Sol ?" The depot master shook his head.