McNutt

“Mr. Sibley has gone, sir,” little McNutt was insisting, with dignity.

Anyway, McNutt figured that if he could raise a few hundred toads he could sell them to farmers and get rich.

They didnt live very long, because McNutt couldnt get the right sort of leaves for them to eat.

It would be worth a dollar of any fellows money to see McNutt playing football!

With McNutt in there, thats a mighty pretty backfield, and Kenlys going to know it three weeks from tomorrow!