haid makes you feel funny."

"I rather think it does," said the man. "But I'm feeling better now.
When the crash came I jumped out of my seat--as soon as I could get up
after being knocked down--and rushed out of the car. I must have been
wandering around for some time. Then I saw this path leading up the
hill and I took it."

"Why didn't you put your hat on?" asked Bert, who, with the other
Bobbsey twins, had been looking closely at the stranger.

"My hat? That's so, I did forget to put it on," he said, and, for the
first time, he seemed to remember that he was carrying his hat in his
hand.

"You might catch cold," remarked Nan.

"That's right, little girl--so I might," he said, and he smiled at
her. He had a kind smile, had the man, though his face looked weary
and sad.

"Did you get much hurt in the wreck?" asked Bert.

"No, I think not," was the answer, and again he put his hand to his
head. "It's only a cut, I'm thankful to say. I'll be all right in a
little while. I'll hold a little snow to it. That will wash the blood
off, as well as water would."

With Sam's help, he now managed to stand up. The colored man took up a
handful of snow and gave it to the stranger, who held it to the cut on