"I can't walk noway." "Yes, ma'am," answered Ajax, "directly, just as soon as this gentleman's got out, and they've taken the mail." He tossed the mail-bag to a small boy who stood on the piazza in waiting to receive it, and then, whipping up his horses, speedily conveyed Mrs.
Payson to her destination.
"He's a very nice, obleeging young man," said the old lady, referring to Henry Morton.

"I wonder ef his mother was a Bent.

There's old Micajah Bent's third daughter, Roxana Jane, married a Morton, or it might have been a Moulton.

Ever see him afore ?" "No, ma'am.

Here you are." "So I be! and there's Reuben at the gate.