She didn't mind that so much, but when I stuffed my saucer into my pocket, and conducted her into the coal-cellar instead of the hall, she got out of patience.

Father, I think I'd better go to Arizona in the spring.

I'm--" "Go to grass! if you want to," was the unfeeling reply; "but don't you ever go to another fair, unless I go along to take care of you." But I think the bonfire made him feel better..