I drops my bait box, couches my fishpole, an' emittin' a impromptoo warcry, charges him.

It's the work of a moment; Jeff's onhossed an' falls into the Branch.
"'But thar's bitterness to follow vict'ry.

Jeff emerges like Diana from the bath an' frales the wamus off me with a club.

Talk of puttin' a crimp in folks! Gents when Jeff's wrath is assuaged I'm all on one side like the leanin' tower of Pisa.

Jeff actooally confers a skew-gee to my spinal column.
"'A week later my folks takes me to a doctor.