I made up my mind that if I married at all I'd marry somebody that wouldn't work more'n she could possibly help--not if we were poor as Job's off ox.
"So I looked 'round an' got Belindy.

I spelled her out right the first time I see her.

She 'ain't had nothin', but I dun'no' but she's been jest as happy as if she had.

I 'ain't let her work hard; she 'ain't never bound shoes nor done anythin' to earn a dollar since I married her.

Couldn't have kept the other one from doin' it." "What became of her ?" asked Jerome.
"Dead," replied Ozias.
Jerome asked nothing further.