Miss Foster and I only came over to see what we could do about getting his clothes ready.

He must have things warm and nice, for the winters are cold up there." "I hasn't said he might go--Dick, put down dem eels; an' he hasn't said he'd go--Dick, take off yer hat; an' his father"-- "Now, Glorianna," interrupted Mrs.Kinzer, calling Dick's mother by her first name, "I've known you these forty years, and do you suppose I'm going to argue about it?
Just tell us what Dick'll need, and don't let's have any nonsense.

The money's all provided.

How do you know what'll become of him?
He may be governor yet." "He mought preach!" That idea had suddenly dawned upon the perplexed mind of Mrs.Lee, and Dick's fate was settled.

She was prouder than ever of her boy; and, truth to tell, her opposition was only what Mrs.Kinzer had considered it, a piece of unaccountable "nonsense," to be brushed away by just such a hand as the widow's own..