You take the rest on't," which John did, nothing loath.
David ate his pie in silence, but before he made up his mind to attack the pudding, which was his favorite confection, he gave an audible chuckle, which elicited Mrs.Bixbee's notice.
"What you gigglin' 'bout now ?" she asked.
David laughed.

"I was thinkin' of somethin' I heard up to Purse's last night," he said as he covered his pudding with the thick cream sauce.
"Amri Shapless has ben gittin' married." "Wa'al, I declare!" she exclaimed.

"That ole shack! Who in creation could he git to take him ?" "Lize Annis is the lucky woman," replied David with a grin.
"Wa'al, if that don't beat all!" said Mrs.Bixbee, throwing up her hands, and even from Mrs.Cullom was drawn a "Well, I never!" "Fact," said David, "they was married yestidy forenoon.

Squire Parker done the job.

Dominie White wouldn't have nothin' to do with it!" "Squire Parker 'd ortter be 'shamed of himself," said Mrs.Bixbee indignantly.
"Don't you think that trew love had ought to be allowed to take its course ?" asked David with an air of sentiment.
"I think the squire'd ortter be 'shamed of himself," she reiterated.
"S'pose them two old skinamulinks was to go an' have children ?" "Polly, you make me blush," protested her brother.