"I do declare I'm awful sorry! if you'd only told me she was no good I'd have let her alone; but I thought 'twas just the deefness.

I--I--" "I know, Bailey; you meant well, like the layin'-on-of-hands doctor who rubbed the rheumatic man's wooden leg.

All right; _I_ forgive you.

'Twas worth it all to see Asaph's face when Marm Beasley was complimentin' him.

Ha! ha! Oh, dear me! I've laughed till I'm sore.