send to a certain girl in Cedarville in whom he was much
interested. To have a photograph taken for nothing tickled him
greatly.

"Wait till I brush up a bit," he said, and got out a pocket comb,
with which he adjusted his hair and his stubby mustache.

"Now stand straight and look happy!" cried Sam as a crowd
collected around. "Raise you right hand to your breast, just as
all statesmen do. Up with your chin -- don't drop your left eye
-- close your mouth. Now then, don't budge on your life!"

Peleg Snuggers stood like a statue, his chin well up in the air
and his eyes set into a steady stare. Sam elevated the tiny box
and kept the man standing for fully half a minute, while the boys
behind Snuggers could scarcely keep from roaring.

"There you are," said Sam at last. "Now wait a minute and the
picture will be finished."

"Don't you have to print 'em in the sun?" asked Snuggers.

"No, this is a new patented process." Sam drew a square of tin
from the box. "There you are, Peleg, and all for nothing."

"I don't see any picture," growled Snuggers, looking at the
square blankly.

"You must breathe on it, Peleg; then the picture will come out
beautifully. It's a little fresh yet."