S. R. Crockett,
The Stickit Minister's Wooing…
(1900)
“ Gibby gazed rapturously on his friend's sleep, contemplating him, as once in the Latmian cave Diana gazed upon Endymion. He was proceeding to ink his friend's face preparatory to upsetting him on the floor, when he remembered the dress suit just in time to desist."Eel, you are a most infamous pest—can't you let a fellow alone? What in the world do you want now?"Whereupon, with countenance of triple brass, Gibby entered into the question of the dress suit with subtlety and tact. There never was so good a chap as Kennedy, never one so generous. ”
