Because, of course, if I went and busted myself up I'd be more or less of a dead loss.

Any amount of education doesn't cut much figure if you can't make use of it." "N-no, but--fellows don't get really hurt very often," replied Clint.
"Not often, but there was no way of proving to dad's satisfaction that I mightn't, you see.

And then, once when we went to a Summer resort down in Maine there was a chap there, a great, big six-footer of a fellow, who used to be wheeled around on a reclining chair.

He'd got his in football.

And that rather scared me, I guess.