But say! How it bothers when one works with glue.
Now this! (Holds it up.) It has stuck everywhere that it could
Except where I wanted to make it real good.
Tom—
That’s just what’s the trouble. It’s this way with me.
I work hard, and make things as nice as can be,
But somehow, they never seem quite the right way
To give for a present on Christmas-tree day.
Joe (exclaims suddenly)—
I know!