Scrap 'f a fire smoulder'in a kind 'f standee fireplace without any top." "That's the sacred fire," said Aunt Maria.

"How many old men were watching it ?" "Didn't see _any_." "They must have been there.

Did you put the fire out ?" "No water handy," explained the prudent Glover.
"You might have--expectorated on it." "Reckon I didn't miss it," said the skipper, who was a chewer of tobacco and a dead shot with his juice.
"Of course nothing happened." "Nary." "I knew there wouldn't," declared the lady triumphantly.

"Well, now let us go back.

We know something about the religion of these people.