I played them--and when the Angelus was ringing Moses 0'Brien andthree other Bookbinders were out buying meal tickets with my money.

Things went along this way for about a fortnight and I was all to thebad.

0ne evening Clara J. said to me, "Harold, I looked through your checkbook to-day and I've had a freezing on my chest ever since. At first Ithought I had opened the refrigerator by mistake."