"You won't mind being left alone, will you ?" "We prefer it, sir," answered the Major, stiffly.
"You see, we're going to have a rare lark this afternoon," continued Stubby, confidentially.

"Usually it's pretty dull here, and all we can do is ride and hunt--play cards and quarrel.

But your coming has created no end of excitement and this dance will be our red-letter day for a long time to come.

The deuce of if is, however, that there are only two girls to dance with thirteen men.

We limit our community to fifteen, you know; but little Ford and old Rutledge have backed down and won't have anything to do with this enterprise.