But when he said he would give it to you, I couldn't say anything ag'inst that.

So here it is, mother, and I hope you'll spend some of it on yourself." "I don't feel as if it belonged to me, Andy.

It was you that he meant it for." "Keep it, mother, and it'll do to use when we nade it." "I don't like to keep so much money in the house, Andy.

We might be robbed." "You can put part of it in the savings bank, mother." This course was adopted, and Andy himself carried eighty dollars, and deposited it in a savings bank in Melville, a few days afterward.
Meanwhile Colonel Preston told the story of Andy's prowess, at home.
But Mrs.Preston was prejudiced against Andy, and listened coldly.
"It seems to me, Colonel Preston," she said, "you are making altogether too much of that Irish boy.

He puts on enough airs to make one sick already." "I never observed it, my dear," said the colonel, mildly.
"Everyone else does.