When Mr. Travers came that evening and I told him about it he said, "Jimmy! there's such a thing as being just a little too smart."
I don't know what he meant, but I suppose he was a little cross, for he had hurt himself some way—he wouldn't tell me how—and had court-plaster on his cheek and on his hands and walked as if his legs were stiff. Still, if a man doesn't feel well he needn't be rude.
A THANKSGIVING DINNER IN THE WOODS.
[Kissing through the Chair.]
BY THE AUTHOR OF "JOHN HALIFAX, GENTLEMAN."
