And they all had them easy-going, wait-a-bit kind of voices, and didn't see no pertic'ler importance in their "r's." It wasn't that you could spell it no different when they talked, but it sounded different.
I eat my breakfast with the old gentleman, and then I took a sleep until time fur dinner.

They wouldn't hear of me leaving that night.

I fully intended to go on the next day, but before I knowed it I been there a couple of days, and have got very well acquainted with that fambly.
Well, that was a house divided agin itself.

Miss Lucy, she is awful favourable to all this nightrider business.

She spunks up and her eyes sparkles whenever she thinks about that there tobaccer trust.
She would of like to been a night-rider herself.