We noticed they wasn't no niggers to speak of that wasn't busier'n all get out, working at something or other, that day.
They is considerable woods in that country yet, though lots has been cut off.

But they was sometimes right long stretches where they would be woods on both sides of the road, more or less thick, with underbrush between the trees.

We tramped along, each busy thinking his own thoughts, and having a purty good time jest doing that without there being no use of talking.

I was thinking that I liked the doctor better fur turning his back on all this game, jest when he might of made some sort of a deal with the bishop and really made some money out of it in the end.

He never was so good a business man as he thought he was, Doctor Kirby wasn't.