Looking back, however, there are elements of comedy in certain of the less serious cases.

I well remember one such instance which occurred when we were living in Washington, in a small house, with barely enough room for everybody when all the chinks were filled.

Measles descended on the household.

In the effort to keep the children that were well and those that were sick apart, their mother and I had to camp out in improvised fashion.

When the eldest small boy was getting well, and had recovered his spirits, I slept on a sofa beside his bed--the sofa being so short that my feet projected over anyhow.