And even then it was before he had met his own little woman.

And that other woman, he says, was plump too, fur he wouldn't never look at none but a plump woman.
"What did she weigh ?" asts Watty's wife.

He tells her a measly little three hundred pound.
"But she wasn't refined like my little woman," says Watty, "and when I seen that I passed her up." And inch by inch Watty coaxed her clean off of him.
But the next day she hearn him and Mrs.Ostrich giggling about something, and she has a reg'lar tantrum, and jest fur meanness goes out and falls down on the race track, pertending she has fainted, and they can't move her no ways, not even roll her.

But finally they rousted her out of that by one of these here sprinkling carts backing up agin her and turning loose.
But aside from them occasional mean streaks Dolly was real nice, and I kind of got to liking her.

She tells me that because she is so fat no one won't take her serious like a human being, and she wisht she was like other women and had a fambly.