A Bad Ingredient.

"This is a Very Delicate Operation Called 'Splitting a Fee.'"

"That Ought to Make Me Terribly Smart, Pop."

The Easy Mark.

A Tough Spot.

A Matter of Principle.

"Why Not Rip that Off? Do You Think I'm Made of Money?"

Something the Aldermen Can't Duck.

Climb Down the Ladder and Get it Mr. Mayor.

Security for the Unskilled.

"I Can't Let Them Starve but Where to Get the Money?"

Round and Round.

Then and Now.

A Great Reformer and Financier Hits the Front Page Again.

Though I Speak with the Tongues of Men and of Angels, but Have Not Charity, I Have Become Sounding Brass or a Clanging Cymbal.

Time to See Where This Money is Going.

"I Guess I'll be Militant."

The Racketeer of the Milk Bottle.

See, the Conquering Hero Comes!

The Harvest is Ripe.