Excerpt: Mother! exclaimed Mr. Smithers, as he came into the parlor about supper time one winter evening, that boy's a fool. Mrs. Smithers, who was a quiet-looking, blond little woman, about thirty-five years of age, looked up from a book she was reading, and regarded her husband with a weary air. What boy? she asked, languidly. As if you didn't know? replied Mr. Smithers. We have two, she said, c...