Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's the way Dad would have handled it.

It's drawn up some ideas along with his hair.

There's some fella from City Hall here threatening to turn us out of the building.

I'm in trouble too, Granny, because I don't belong to something called the Teeth Whittler's Union or the Harness Mender's Guild.

No one's going to push my friends around.

Tell me about it, dear.

His new hair won't fit him.

Appreciate what?

Come and listen to my story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed.

You lose your bank, your home, everything.

Why, I've got to go.

Now, we'll talk about my fee.

Now get out of this building, before I flatten you!

A bank offers wonderful opportunities.

Is she to be trusted?

I won't betray a friend.

It's only 8.30.

Never went to school in her life.

Oh, Mr. Drydale, I was just coming down to your office to get you.

Wait till six, you're in a fix.

You're all invited back next week to this locality to have a heapin' helpin' of their hospitality.

Don't you people worry.

The boy claims he looked up the spelling.

Here, here, here, here.

Now that you've come to your senses, we can put my scheme into action.

Now, give me a couple of minutes to terrorize them, and then you come to the rescue.

He can handle the hair all right, but I ain't so sure about the ideas.