Neither Sim nor me cared to face Cousin Harriet after her darlin' son had spun his yarn.

Ha! ha! I'd like to have seen her face--from a safe distance." Captain Bailey Stitt cleared his throat.

"Referrin' to them automobiles," he said, "I--" "Say, Sol," interrupted Wingate, "did I ever tell you of Cap'n Jonadab's and my gettin' took up by the police when WE was in New York ?" "No," replied the astounded depot master.

"Took up by the POLICE ?" "Um--hm.

Surprises you, don't it?
Well, that whole trip was a surprise to me.
"When Laban Thorp set out to thrash his son and the boy licked him instead, they found the old man settin' in the barnyard, holdin' on to his nose and grinnin' for pure joy.
"'Hurt ?' says he.