"Everything goes contrary with her.

I don't suppose she's wholly to blame for it.

Folks differ constitutionally.

Some are always looking on the bright side of things, and others can never see but one side, and that's the dark one." "You've hit it, uncle," said Jack, laughing.

"Aunt Rachel always looks as if she was attending a funeral." "So she is, my boy," said Abel, gravely, "and a sad funeral it is." "I don't understand you, uncle." "The funeral of her affections--that's what I mean.