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Author of Shorty Mccabe, Side-Stepping with Shorty, Etc.
[Illustration: "It might give us some clew," says I, "as to what him and your paw had a run-in about."]
Copyright, 1913, 1914, 1915, by Sewell Ford Copyright, 1915, by Edward J. Clode All rights reserved
I. Wishing a New One on Shorty 1 II. A Few Squirms by Bayard 18 III. Peeking in on Pedders 32 IV. Two Singles to Goober 49 V. The Case of a Female Party 65 VI. How Millie Shook the Jinx 81 VII. Reverse English on Sonny Boy 100 VIII. Gumming Gopher to the Map 115 IX. What Lindy Had up Her Sleeve 131 X. A Case of Nobody Home 150 XI. Under the Wire with Edwin 165 XII. A Fifty-Fifty Split with Hunk 182 XIII. A Follow Through by Eggy 198 XIV. Catching up with Gerald 217 XV. Shorty Hears from Pemaquid 233 XVI. Scratch One on Bulgaroo 251 XVII. Bayard Ducks His Past 267 XVIII. Trailing Dudley Through a Trance 285 XIX. A Little While with Alvin 304
"It might give us some clew," says I, "as to what him and your paw has a run-in about" Frontispiece
FACING PAGE "I wouldn't have anything happen to you for the world," says I 8
"Now see hea-uh, Mistuh Constable," says he, "I wouldn't go for to do anything like that" 60
"Now, friends," he calls, "everybody in on the chorus" 124
"What's the idea," says Mabel, "wishin' this Rube stuff on us?" 157
He sidles up to the desk and proceeds to make some throaty noises 199
Blamed if Dudley don't have the nerve to tow Veronica into the next room, stretchin' on tiptoe to talk in her ear 298
Do things just happen, like peculiar changes in the weather, or is there a general scheme on file somewhere? Is it a free-for-all we're mixed up in--with our Harry Thaws and our Helen Kellers; our white slavers, our white hopes, and our white plague campaigns; our trunk murders, and our fire heroes? Or are we runnin' on schedule and headed somewhere?