"I--I'm Rogers, miss; ol' Will Rogers.

I--I s'pose you hain't heerd o' me before." "I'm glad to meet you, Mr.Rogers," replied the girl in her pleasant voice.

"Have you come to see me about the election ?" "It's--it's sump'n 'bout the 'lection, an' then agin it ain't.

But I run the chanct o' seein' ye, because we're in desprit straits, an' Nell advised that I hev a talk with ye.

'Frank an' outright,' says Nell.
'Don't beat about the bush,' says she.