Of course, the artist is behind in his work, for that, he is an artist, and the impertinent office boy reproves him, for that he is an office boy. Sleepily and automatically he draws a picture of Doc Yak and then, awakening, throws him into the discard in the waste-basket. Then he plunges into his work again; then cat-naps. There is a vibratory stir in the basket; Doc Yak comes to life and climbs out, and thereafter becomes a very active feature in the animated comicalities that line up and disappear in this merry mystery.