Uncle Peter—the Original Trust Tamer
Aunt Martha—a Short, Stout Bundle of Good Nature
Tacks—the Boy Disaster
Bunch Jefferson—All to the Good and Two to Carry
CHAPTER I.
JOHN HENRY'S LUCKY DAYS.
Seven, come eleven!
After promising Clara J. that I would never again light a pipe at the race track, there I stood, one of the busiest puff-puff laddies on the circuit.
Well, the truth of the matter is just this: I fell asleep at the switch and somebody put the white lights all over me.
Just how I happened to join the Dream Builders' Association I don't know, but for several weeks I was Willie the Wild Boy at the race track and I kept all the Bookmakers busy trying not to laugh when they took my money.