Category: Humour

Imperfectly Proper

It is with extreme diffidence that the author presents--but then is any healthy author ever really as modest as he makes himself out in his foreword? Probably not, or there wouldn't be any book. The author, however, is quite conscious of the many defects of these sketches, and...

Chapters

12. Part 12

We were sitting in the office the other day--a real sizzler, too!--with the door locked for protection and most of our clothes piled up on the extra chair. Oh, it's all right. W...

10. Part 10

We had some such idea ourself before we took it up. We could see ourself treading daintily across a verdant lawn and popping a nice white ball, covered in wool so it wouldn't hu...

15. Part 15

If, in a moment of forgetfulness or exhaustion, we so far relaxed our vigilance as to sit down, Mutt would waddle up with tears of love in his eyes and lay his head in our lap....

14. Part 14

Even at home in the flat where we lived for two somewhat cramping years--we swept the pictures off the walls every time we put on our shirt--we could not get away from furnace t...

11. Part 11

Our friend came out of the club-house and stood for a few minutes with the professional watching our work. But the presence of a "gallery" did not disturb us. We were beyond all...

5. Part 5

You see, the brewers used to throw out their used malt and the lees of the beer-vats in a huge pile just back of our friend's fence. One day an enterprising young rooster, whose...

6. Part 6

We reached the lot at last after tramping through so-called woodland scenery for miles and miles. The landscape was a tumbled stretch of scrubby bush which had never been fit fo...

8. Part 8

Finally we made our escape--we pleaded illness or a twisted ankle or something of that sort. We hurried home and as soon as we got there we pitched that suit out of the window....

7. Part 7

We had to hunt through our pockets for a five-cent piece to put in the box. It was a very painful moment, and naturally the only nickle we owned hid itself amid a mass of copper...

4. Part 4

We picked out a plump little clerk-lady with woolly hair and brown eyes. We don't know why we picked her out particularly, except that she was the sort of girl we would naturall...

13. Part 13

He showed the pipe to us. It was a beautiful thing, meerschaum, all dolled up with gold and amber. And it reposed in the cutest little case--one of those plush and papier-mache...

9. Part 9

It all depends on how much or how little you have to move--the much or little referring to the amount of impediment with which your habitat is furnished. At either end of the sc...

2. Part 2

What's more, we hate dressing up for it. There might be some sense in dressing up for a case of beer or a couple of bottles of Scotch. But why people should get into afternoon g...

3. Part 3

We wouldn't have minded so much if we had been able to catch the rest of it, but she lowered her voice, their heads all drew together, and we were left to beat our forehead agai...

1. Part 1

It is with extreme diffidence that the author presents--but then is any healthy author ever really as modest as he makes himself out in his foreword? Probably not, or there woul...

16. Part 16

The Professor looked us over, and we in turn gazed at him with the respectful and somewhat timid interest due to his professional insight into human character and destiny. But w...