He evidently rejoiced at my bad fortune." "Oscar is a mean boy.

Joe, you must come to our house to supper." "Thank you, I will; but I will go round to the hotel and change my clothes." "Never mind." "But I do mind.

I don't fancy a shabby suit as long as I can afford to wear a good one." Joe went to the hotel, took off his ragged clothes, put on a new and stylish suit which he recently had made for him, donned a gold watch and chain, and hat in the latest style, and thus dressed, his natural good looks were becomingly set off.
"How do I look now ?" he asked, when he met Miss Annie Raymond at her own door.
"Splendidly, Joe.

I thought you were a young swell from the city." After supper Annie said, her eyes sparkling with mischief: "Suppose we walk over to Major Norton's and see Oscar." "Just what I wanted to propose." Oscar was out in the front yard, when he caught sight of Joe and Annie Raymond approaching.

He did not at first recognize Joe, but thought, like the young lady, that it was some swell from the city.
"You see I've come again, Oscar," said Joe, smiling.
Oscar could not utter a word.