Ba thundas! He'll be gittin' a job with th' gov'ment next.

What!'" The man crossed his arms on the top rail of the worm fence, and laughed.

It was good to have Sammy deliver her message in just that way.

"I reckon Uncle Ike thinks I ought to go dancin' all over the hills now, with a chip on my shoulder," he said.
"I don't think you'll do that," she returned.

"Dad Howitt wouldn't, would he?
But I must hurry on now, or Daddy's supper won't be ready when he comes in.