"You ain't findin' fault with 'Lonzo, are you?
Ain't he a good man ?" "Good! Sure thing he's good! Nobody can say he isn't and tell the truth." No one could truthfully speak ill of Alonzo Snow, that was a fact.
He lived at the lower end of the village, was well to do, a leading cranberry grower, and very prominent in the church.

A mild, easygoing person was Mr.Snow, with an almost too keen fear of doing the wrong thing and therefore prone to be guided by the opinion of others.

He was distinctly not a politician.
"Then what ails you ?" asked Asaph hotly.
"Why, nothin', maybe.

Only I'm always suspicious when Tad pats Providence on the back.

I generally figure that I can see through a doughnut, when there's a light behind the hole.