While the transported Dunwoody, with his Aladdin's apple, was
receiving the fickle attentions of all, the resourceful jurist
formed a plan to recover his own laurels.
With his courtliest smile upon his heavy but classic features,
Judge Menefee advanced, and took the apple, as if to examine it,
from the hand of Dunwoody. In his hand it became Exhibit A.
"A fine apple," he said, approvingly. "Really, my dear Mr.
Dudwindy, you have eclipsed all of us as a forager. But I have an
idea. This apple shall become an emblem, a token, a symbol, a prize
bestowed by the mind and heart of beauty upon the most
deserving."
The audience, except one, applauded. "Good on the stump, ain't
he?" commented the passenger who was nobody in particular to the
young man who had an Agency.
The unresponsi
