Have ye found the woman ?' 'Yes,' says I.'I have found a genuine creetur.' An' says he: 'What is her name ?' An' says I: 'That's tellin'.

It's a name as oughter be changed, an' it won't be my fault if it ain't.' An' then says he: 'Can I be of any 'sistance to ye ?' An' says I: 'No.

Courtin' is like dyin'; ye can't trust it to another feller.

Ye've jest got to go it alone.' An' then he laughed, an' says he: 'Jim, I wish ye good luck, an' I hope ye'll live to have a little feller o' yer own.' An' says I: 'Old Jerusalem! If I ever have a little feller o' my own,' says I, 'this world will have to spread to hold me.'" Then Jim put his head down between his knees, and thought.

When it emerged from its hiding his eyes were moist, and he said: "Ye must 'scuse me, Mr.Benedict, for ye know what the feelin's of a pa is.