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The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"The trial, sir," exclaimed Harry. "Have they <br /> caught the murderers? " </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Then you probably will. The other two men knew everything. One of them was the inventor of wheels, and the other discovered skidding. So of course they couldn't help me." </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"There they go! There they go! Across the <br /> stubble field!" </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"There's our motto for the pilgrimage!" she cried. </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"There's something mysterious the matter with my car. The engine will start, after it's left alone a while, but then it stalls. Do you suppose you could tell what it is?" </p> </div>)
The Beautiful and Damned + (<div class="poem"> <p>"There's the Astor, mama!" </p> </div>)
The Beautiful and Damned + (<div class="poem"> <p>"There's where we were to-day. No, <i>there!</i>”" </p> </div>)
Westward Hoboes + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Thet's so. Yo're from Massachusetts?" </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"They were the same voices, I am confident," said <br /> Harry. </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"They were the same voices, I am confident," said <br /> Harry. </p> </div>)
Westward Hoboes + (<div class="poem"> <p>"This car," I explained, "won't make more than fifty. At fifty she vibrates till she rocks from side to side." </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"This will do. Pile down." </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Three years ago." </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Three years ago." </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Throw down the fence! Let me into the field!" <br /> cried a voice. </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"To Cincinnati." </p> </div>)

Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"To Seattle." </p> </div>)

The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"To hunt work." </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"To the corn field" cried a voice. "They will <br /> take to the corn field!" </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"To the woods with them; string them up!" cried <br /> another. </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Toast? We ain't got any toast!" </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Toney Bazin," was the reply. </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Toney Bazin," was the reply. </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Too much excitement in this burg. Saw three people on the streets all simultaneously to-once." </p> </div>)
The Beautiful and Damned + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Train late?" he asked mildly. </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Tramping, you mean." </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Tramping, you mean." </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Tramping?" asked the man at length. </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Traveling," said Harry, without pausing in his <br /> work. </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Traveling.** </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Traveling.** </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Try Gopher Prairie maybe?" suggested Mac, through the hiss and steam of the frying hamburger sandwich. </p> </div>)
Westward Hoboes + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Turn down the side street," yelled my passenger, frantically. I tried to turn, wondering, but the carburetor sputtered and died. </p> </div>)
Westward Hoboes + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Turn off to the right here," said my guide. I turned, and in a flash, the motor-cycles wheeled back to us. </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Uh?" </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Usually? Do you mean to say that you leave that hole there in the road right along—that people keep on trying to avoid it and get stuck as I was? Oh! If I were an official——" </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Vell, I dunno, I don't guess I run my place to suit you smart alecks——" </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Vell?" </p> </div>)
The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-Day + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Very well, then; come on!" was the reply, as he <br /> sprang into the field. "If you ever ran, now's your <br /> time." </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"We are so grateful to you! Twice now you've saved our lives." </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"We might find some good little hotel and have some chops and just some mushrooms and peas," insisted the man from Brooklyn Heights. </p> </div>)
Coast to Coast in a Brush Runabout + (<div class="poem"> <p>"We never would have gotten this far if we did," Fred answered. </p> </div>)