Mr. Bunion: Say, Silas! I came in to have a talk with you. A heart to heart talk and I do not want to be considered butting in!
Silas: Sit down, Mr. Bunion! What is it about?
Mr. Bunion: Don't you think it is about time you quit drawing me? I must be getting tiresome to your readers, don't you think?
Silas: You have lots of friends!
Mr. Bunion: Have I? I'm glad to know that. But you have other ideas you can work out that I know will be more cheerful. You can not rid me of this valise. You know it.
Silas: My efforts were amusing!
Mr. Bunion: Yes, but it was laughter through tears and above the heads of a great many people. Those who understood me I shall cherish as friends!
Silas: Then you do not want to be drawn anymore!
Mr. Bunion: Cut me out! I may meet you again but I'll still have the valise and that won't be pleasant. Yes. Cut me out, forget me! Draw something else! I'm getting stale! You've been drawing me for three years, Silas.
Silas: I've got another splendid idea. But--
Mr. Bunion: Go ahead! Get to work on it! If you have made a hit drawing me, I'm delighted. You'll only add to your name by making another hit!
Silas: I'll try it!
Mr. Bunion: Good bye Silas and good luck to you! I'll watch for your next series. I know it will be a Cracker Jack. Don't resort to crude comedy! Just give' em good humor. Lots of laughter. See?
Silas: I hate to see you go!
Mr. Bunion: Don't mind me! I'll just keep plodding on alone! I don't mind! Good bye! Silas!