I'll answer this letter, and answer it to her, and not her lawyer.

Don't you be uneasy, my son.
I'll tend to her.

But you had a narrow escape; I don't wonder you, with your bashfulness, fled homeward to your ma." "Then it wasn't my blunder this time, father ?" "I exonerate you, my son!" For once a glow of happiness diffused itself over my much-tried spirits.

I was so exalted that when a young lady came in for a bottle of bandoline I gave her Spaulding's prepared glue instead; and the next time I met that young lady she wore a bang--she had used the new-fangled bandoline, and the only way to get the stuff out of her hair was to cut it off..