VII. IN WHICH THE HONORABLE SOCRATES POTTER CATCHES UP
WITH LIZZIE




ILLUSTRATIONS


A DUEL WITH AUTOMOBILES

WITH HIS MIND ON THE SUBJECT OF EXTRAVAGANCE

"SEVEN DOLLARS A BARREL"

"I WANTED YE TO TELL MR. POTTER ABOUT YER TRAVELS," SAYS SAM

LIZZIE DROPPED INTO A CHAIR AND BEGAN TO CRY

BILL AN' I GOT TOGETHER OFTEN AN' TALKED OF THE OLD HAPPY DAYS

WE SET OUT FOR A TRAMP OVER THE BIG FARM

"I'M A CANDIDATE FOR NEW HONORS"

THREE DAYS LATER I DROVE TO THE VILLA

THE BOY EXERTED HIS CHARMS UPON MY LADY WARBURTON.

SHE LED US INTO THE BEDROOM