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"Ah," said the practical Indian maid, "I understand English and American; only I do not always grasp the er humor, do you call it?" "Good!" applauded Ruth. "Serves you right, Helen, for your silly nonsense." "The Indians' fun is different," explained Wonota, not wishing to offend the white girl. "You are a pair of old sober-sides, that is what is the matter," declared Helen gaily.
But Chess Copley, although no sober-sides, had thrown himself heart and soul into the real estate business and had already made a tidy sum during the six months that had ensued since his discharge from the army. It was true, Chess was looking forward to taking a vacation at the Thousand Islands with his family. He told Ruth so with enthusiasm, and hoped to see her again at that resort.
"And the bow, Monsieur the bit of ribbon?" "Va pour le ruban!" was the propitious answer. And so we settled it. "Well done, Lucy Snowe!" cried I to myself; "you have come in for a pretty lecture brought on yourself a 'rude savant, and all through your wicked fondness for worldly vanities! Who would have thought it? You deemed yourself a melancholy sober-sides enough!
Innumerable sea-birds sat in the crevices and ledges of the uneven surface, or flew about us with such confiding curiosity, that by reaching out my hand I could touch their wings as they poised themselves in the air alongside. There was one old sober-sides with whom I passed a good ten minutes tete-a-tete, trying who could stare the other out of countenance. It was now high time to be off.
But she is a lovely creature!" said Milford, as his eye caught a glimpse of the picture which Perkins made a movement to conceal. "Aha! Mr. Sober-sides! have I found you out at last?" But seeing that his remarks had the effect to disturb, even agitate his friend, he said, in a changed tone "Forgive me if I have thoughtlessly jarred a string that vibrates painfully!
She looked across the wine at him, and it seemed to him that he read a longing and a passion in her eyes, deep down below the merriness that was there now. "Cheerio, old boy," she said, raising hers. "And 'here's to the day when your big boots and my little shoes lie outside the same closed door!" "Julie!" he said, "you don't mean it!" "Don't I? How do you know, old sober-sides.
What say you, friend sober-sides? You know, my particular weakness is a lovely lady." "Why, it's no affair of mine, Ned. Flirting is out of my line. But, how do you know the lady is lovely?" "Why, was it not revealed to me, through the imprudence of a whole bevy of her admirers." "O, but, Ned, the ravings of a set of drunken rowdies is not conclusive evidence."
And I verily believe, if it hadn't been for that old sober-sides of a Hempel, I should have come a cropper long ago." "Yes, and Hempel," said Polly softly; "Hempel's been wanting to leave for ever so long." "The dickens he has!" cried Mahony in astonishment. "And me humming and hawing about giving him notice! What's the matter with him? What's he had to complain of?" "Oh, nothing like that.
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