And for Ireland I might have two fellers fightin' with shelalays, Ury could make the shelalays if he had a pattern." I knit away with a look of cold mockery on my face that I spose worried him, for he sez, "I wish I could git you interested in my show, Samantha.

Mebby you'd want to represent Britanny scourin' the blue seas, you always thought so much of the Widder Albert.

You could enact it in the creek where the water is shaller.

You've got a long scrubbin' brush, I always thought you looked some like Britanny, and you do scrub and scour so beautiful, Samantha." "No, Josiah, you'll never git me into that scrape, not but what Britanny may need help with her scrubbin' brush.

But I shan't catch my death cold makin' a fool of myself by tacklin' that job." "Oh, you could wear my rubber boots.