Mr. Bunion: I don't suppose that that man lives who is more miserable than I. I wonder who left that spade sticking here.
Mr. Bunion: Well, say! I can see that spade and me doing a stunt that will end my misery.
Mr. Bunion: I'll bury that valise of mine so deep an earthquake won't disturb it, and then me retire to Comfortopolis.
Mr. Bunion: Now I'll just pack this down nice and tight and then away from here.
Mr. Bunion: Cabby, if you don't mind, drive me to the Joy Club. I wish to dine there this evening with the boys. Now hustle me over quick.
Foreman: The subway as originally surveyed goes right through here.
Surveyor: You're right. You can commence digging right here. You're right.
Worker: What is it Tom? A box full of treasure? You've struck it rich! Surveyor: What'd you find box of money?
Tom: Well, it's an old valise. It's no good. Let's see what is this? Mr. Bunion it must belong.
[The Daily Scowl - THOUGHT HE FOUND FORTUNE subway worker digs up old valise but does not want it]
Mr. Bunion: Well, I guess I"ll see the old thing again. they'll send it to me. Huh!