"'Reading the Sunday newspapers'"

Bobbo

Wooing the Muse

"'He gave up jokes'"

"'A little garden of my own, where I could raise an occasional can of tomatoes'"

"'A hind-quarter of lamb gambolling about its native heath'"

"'The gladsome click of the lawn-mower'" [Pg 7]

[Pg 7]

"'You don't mean to say that you write for the papers?'"

"'We wooed the self-same maid'"

Curing insomnia

"Holding his plate up to the light"

"'I believe you'd blow out the gas in your bed-room'"

"'His fairy stories were told him in words of ten syllables'"

"'I thought my father a mean-spirited assassin'"

"'Mrs. S. brought him to the point of proposing'"

"'Hoorah!' cried the Idiot, grasping Mr. Pedagog by the hand"[Pg 8]

[Pg 8]

I

The guests at Mrs. Smithers's high-class boarding-house for gentlemen had assembled as usual for breakfast, and in a few moments Mary, the dainty waitress, entered with the steaming coffee, the mush, and the rolls.

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