studious, kindly, humorous nature. But Chicago, Illinois, is too busy looking to see anything. Eyes are something you see with, not into.

Two of the boys at Nagel’s had an engagement for the evening with two girls who were friends. On the afternoon of that day one of the boys went home at four with a well-developed case of grippe. The other approached Raymond with his plea.

“Say, Atwater, help me out, will you? I can’t reach my girl because she’s downtown somewheres for the afternoon with Cora. That’s her girl friend. And me and Harvey was to meet ‘em for dinner, see? And a show. I’m in a hole. Help me out, will you? Go along and fuss Cora. She’s a nice girl. Pretty, too, Cora is. Will you, Ray? Huh?”