"You see, they'll think it means another premium—something they don't get," Van Dorn continued.
"Yes; sounds like a game I used to have," suggested Livingstone.
Barrifield nodded dreamily, while Perner scratched out the offending words.
"You fellows are such good hands to find fault with what I do," he complained, "why don't you do something yourselves?"
"Give me the pencil and paper, then," commanded Van Dorn. Perner surrendered the articles with dignity, and for some moments the artist wrote busily.
"Now," he exclaimed at last, "how does this sound?
"OFFER NO. 2
"Paper, same as you had, Perny, and
"our marvelous cracker-jack, kodak, double-rack, swing-back camera—"
"Bully!" shouted Livingstone, "that's a regular college yell!"