Chief watched these goings-on without pleasure, and waved them off in disgust when the smarmiest of the two suggested he might wish to swap that elk's tooth for this jug of fine rye whiskey.

To tell you the truth, Neidenburg was taken on the 22nd, and I only heard of it on the 23rd.

Maple Leaf Gardens was a grand old barn.

Just where were you until 2 a.m.? Hmm?