Show spilling the chestnuts one sunday in the late fall I 1 took my sweetheart to the country to call on one of her cousins who owned a farm on which were some chestnut trees during the afternoon we gathered chestnuts filling everything that would hold field chestnuts even to my overcoat pockets that night we all drove to a neighboring village to church I 1 was holding my overcoat on my ay lap when the audience arose during the service the preacher had just begus his prayer when a noise like a lewis lent machine gun broke upon our ears la in arising I 1 had taken hold hid of the overcoat turning it upside down and spilling the chestnuts which rolled toward the pulpit amid the giggles of the younger couples and to my utter u horror borror Is it any wonder I 1 was afterwards called chestnuts in that community chicago tribune |