And You Know What Kind of Job He Will Do.
He'll Need Every Minute!
As He Would Like to Have It.
A Penny at a Time.
He's Got to Take this One First.
The Squawk Chorus.
"I Guess I'll be Militant."
Two Processions.
Wake Up!
The Gray Dawn is Breaking.
An Impoverished Old Gentleman Contemplates a Huge Bag.
A 1934 Nathan Hale.
Drown It!
Shoot!
The Same Old Story - Rivetting Emergency Taxes into Permanent Ones.
The Bombardment Increases.
A Gentle Reminder.
A Choice of Two Evils.
A Speaking Likeness.
Absolutely Bewildered.