r Roberta,
Marquise of Grez and Bye, express such gratitude for two small pecks
upon her cheek delivered in America.

"Yes, sir, it's mighty pretty to look at but I reckon the kid had
better stow the habit before he is introduced to Jeff Whitworth and
Miles Menefee and the rest of the bunch," said that Mr. Buzz as he
left off wiping from his cheek with the back of his hand the kiss I
had put there, and administered to me another embrace on my shoulders
with his long arm. "Besides, youngster, there are _girls_ in
Hayesville," he added with a grin that again was reflected on my face
without my will and which did entirely take away my anger and
embarrassment at his repulse.

"Girls! Girls!" exploded my Uncle, the General Robert. "The female
young generally known as girls are about as much use to humanity as a
bunch of pin feathers tied with a pink ribbon would be in the place of
the household feather duster that the Lord lets them grow into after
they reach their years of discretion. Robert has no time to waste with
the unfledged. Don't even suggest it to him, Clendenning. And now you
can take him around to my house and tell Kizzie to begin filling you
both up while I wait for a moment to go over these papers with the
Governor. And both of you avoid the female young, for we've work for
you; mind you, work and no gallivanting. Now go! Depart!"

"The old boy is a forty-two centimeter gun that fires at the mention
of the lovely sex and doesn't stop until the ammunition gives out,"
said Mr. Buzz Clendenning as he slid into the seat of his slim gray
racer beside me and started from the curb on high without a single
kick of the engine. "I'd like to wish a nice girl, whom he couldn't
shake off, onto him for about a week and watch him squirm along to
surrender. Wait until you see Sue Tomlinson get hold of him down on
the street some day. He shuts his eyes and just fires away at her
while she purrs at him, and it is a sight for the gods. Sue's father
died and left her with her invalid mother and not enough money to
invite in the auctioneer, but the General took some old accounts of
the Doctor's, collected and invested them and made up plenty of money
for Sue's grubstake, though he goes around three blocks to get past
her. Sue adores him and approaches him from all sides, but has never
made a landing yet. Say, you'll like Sue. She is pretty enough to eat,
but don't try to bite. It's no use."

"Is it that this lovely Mademoisell