Teddy whistled softly.
"I wonder if I could get the consent of the town authorities to run some advertising matter up there?"
"Couldn't do it, even if you got the permission," answered the man.
"Why not?"
"There is no rope on the pole. It rotted off a year ago."
"That is too bad. I had already set my heart on billing the pole. It can be seen from all parts of the city, can it not?"
"Yes, and a long way out of the city at that."
"Come on, Teddy; let's not look at it. It makes me feel sad to think I cannot possess that pole."
"I wonder if you will ever be satisfied?" grumbled Teddy.
"Not as long as there is a spot on earth large enough for a
Sparling one-sheet left uncovered."