They were indeed worthy sons of the fleet hound mother—Mego—whose puppies rank so high in the racing world beyond the frozen sea.
How do you like this picture of that great Mego—I won't try to spell him again—eating off the tree-tops?
If we're as shy on leaders as all that, I'd hook up Mego; she's still good, if she is old.
Dan announced that he could recommend the Mego Pups to "Scotty" without a single unfavorable criticism.
Mego knew, as well as did the Woman and "Scotty," that Birdie meant no harm.
