Hold on!
Wes Dicey.
Boys, suppose they say,
'First come, first served, and we don't need the rest'?
Jim King.
(Calling attention to the first flakes of snow)
Look at these flakes, men!
(There is a stampede for the gate)
An Old Woman.
Run, Tommy!
Hold on!
Wes Dicey.
Boys, suppose they say,
'First come, first served, and we don't need the rest'?
Jim King.
(Calling attention to the first flakes of snow)
Look at these flakes, men!
(There is a stampede for the gate)
An Old Woman.
Run, Tommy!