On With Torchy. Ford Sewell

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       Sewell Ford

      On With Torchy

      Published by Good Press, 2019

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      EAN 4064066148096

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       ILLUSTRATIONS

       "WELL, IF I EVER! LOOK WHERE YOUR SHOULDERS COME!" . . . . . . . . . Frontispiece

       ON WITH TORCHY

       CHAPTER I

       CHANGING IT FOR VEE

       CHAPTER II

       PULLING A SLEUTH STUNT

       CHAPTER III

       WHEN IRA SHOWED SOME PEP

       CHAPTER IV

       TORCHY BUGS THE SYSTEM

       CHAPTER V

       BREEZING BY WITH PEGGY

       CHAPTER VI

       GLOOM SHUNTING FOR THE BOSS

       CHAPTER VII

       COMING IN ON THE DRAW

       CHAPTER VIII

       GLADYS IN A DOUBLE BILL

       CHAPTER IX

       LATE RETURNS ON POPOVER

       CHAPTER X

       MERRY DODGES A DEAD HEAT

       CHAPTER XI

       THE PASSING BY OF BUNNY

       CHAPTER XII

       THE GLAD HAIL FOR TORCHY

       CHAPTER XIII

       AUNTY FLAGS A ROSY ONE

       CHAPTER XIV

       CUTTING IN ON THE BLISS

       CHAPTER XV

       BEING SICCED ON PERCEY

       CHAPTER XVI

       HOW WHITY GUNKED THE PLOT

       CHAPTER XVII

       TORCHY GETS A THROUGH WIRE

ILLUSTRATIONS

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"WELL, IF I EVER! LOOK WHERE YOUR SHOULDERS COME!" … … … Frontispiece

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       "BY GORRY!" EXPLODES IRA AS HE GETS HIS FIRST GLIMPSE

       SISTER HAS LANDED A SMACK ON HIS JAW

       BELIEVE ME, IT WAS SOME ARTISTIC MAKEUP!

       "AH, FLUTTER BY, IDLE ONE!" SAYS I

       THEN MY ARM MUST HAVE SLIPPED—AND THE SIDE CLINCH WA'N'T DISTURBED

       WE WAS RIGHT IN THE MIDST OF PRACTISIN' THE SIDEWISE DIP, WHEN WHO SHOULD SHOW UP BUT THE HAPPY BRIDEGROOM!

       WE WAS RIGHT IN THE MIDST Of THE SCRIMMAGE WHEN IN WALKS VEE

ON WITH TORCHY

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CHAPTER I

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CHANGING IT FOR VEE

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      Say, what's next to knowin' when you're well off? Why, thinkin' you are.

      Which is a little nugget of wisdom I panned out durin' a chat I had not long ago with Mr. Quinn, that I used to work under when I was on the door of the Sunday sheet, three or four years back.

      "Hail,