But, under circumstances like these, I never do things like that.

Now the question is, can you get ready to start for Europe to-morrow night, or have you a headache coming on ?" Momma said that she expected Mrs.Judge Simmons to tea to-morrow afternoon, that she hadn't been thinking of it, and that she was out of nerve tincture.

At least, these were her principal objections.

I said, on mature consideration, I didn't see why Mrs.Simmons shouldn't come to tea, that there were twenty-four hours for all necessary thinking, and that a gallon of nerve tincture, if required, could be at her disposal in ten minutes.
"Being Protestants," I added, "I suppose a convent wouldn't be of any use to us--what do you think ?" Momma thought she could go.
There was no need for hurry, and I attended to only one other matter before I went to bed.

That was a communication to the _Herald_, which I sent off in plenty of time to appear in the morning.