“A bad scrape,” remarked Charlie.
“Yes, people ought not to drink so much,” said the abstemious and ascetic Simes. “They ought to stop this side of a drop too much.”
“They ought to stop this side of any drop at all,” stoutly affirmed the young member of Mr. Walton’s temperance society.
“Pre—pre—haps so,” replied Simes.
[Chapter VIII.]
The Entertainment.
Aunt Stanshy, as she looked down upon the sitting-room table, saw Charlie’s curly head bending over pen, ink, and card-board. He had cut the card-board into strips three inches long and two inches wide.
“What have you there?”
Charlie was too much occupied to notice this remark.