By some mishap Mr.Mix got hold of the wrong bottle, and the substance with which he inundated his scalp was not vigor, but the black varnish with which Mrs.Mix decorated her shoes.

However, Mix didn't perceive the mistake, but darted down stairs, put on his hat and walked off to the courtroom.

It was a very cold morning, and by the time Mix reached his destination the varnish was as stiff as a stone.

He felt a little uncomfortable about the head, and he endeavored to remove his hat to discover the cause of the difficulty, but to his dismay it was immovable.

It was glued fast to the skin, and his efforts to take it off gave him frightful pain.
Just then he heard his name called by the crier, and he had to go into court to answer.