Why, they'll be working pay-streaks a hundred feet deep in them days that's comin'.

I'm sure going along with you-all, Elijah." Elijah laughed, gathered his two partners up, and was making a second attempt to reach the door.
"Hold on," Daylight called.

"I sure mean it." The three men turned back suddenly upon him, in their faces surprise, delight, and incredulity.
"G'wan, you're foolin'," said Finn, the other lumberjack, a quiet, steady, Wisconsin man.
"There's my dawgs and sled," Daylight answered.

"That'll make two teams and halve the loads--though we-all'll have to travel easy for a spell, for them dawgs is sure tired." The three men were overjoyed, but still a trifle incredulous.
"Now look here," Joe Hines blurted out, "none of your foolin, Daylight.
We mean business.

Will you come ?" Daylight extended his hand and shook.
"Then you'd best be gettin' to bed," Elijah advised.