But fur some reason or other this morning he seemed to be in a better humour with himself, after we had walked a while, than I had seen him in fur a long time.
We come to the top of one long hill, which it had made us sweat to climb, and without saying nothing to each other we both stopped and took off our hats and wiped our foreheads, and drawed long breaths, content to stand there fur jest a minute or two and look around us.

The road run straight ahead, and dipped down, and then clumb up another hill about an eighth of a mile in front of us.

It made a little valley.

Jest about the middle, between the two hills, a crick meandered through the bottom land.

Woods growed along the crick, and along both sides of the road we was travelling.