CHAPTER II.
HE MAKES AN EVENING CALL.
It's very provoking to a bashful man to have the family pew only one remove from the pulpit.

I didn't feel like going to church the day after the picnic, but father wouldn't let me off.

I caught my foot in a hole in the carpet walking up the aisle, which drew particular attention to me; and dropped by hymn-book twice, to add to the interest I had already excited in the congregation.

My fingers are always all thumbs when I have to find the hymn.
"I do believe you did take cold yesterday," said mother, when we came out.

"You must have a fever, for your face is as red as fire." Very consoling when a young man wants to look real sweet.