Created snakes!" said Borem, concluding his account, which here is necessarily abbreviated, "ef he learnt all that in his two years in Europe I ain't sayin' anythin' more agin' eddication and furrin' travel after this! Why, the next day there was quite a run on the Bank jest to see HIM.

He is makin' the bizness pop'lar." "Then ye think ye'll get along together ?" "I reckon we'll hitch hosses," said Dan'l, with a smile.
A few weeks later, one evening, Dan'l Borem sat with his sister alone.
John Lummox, who was now residing with them, was attending a social engagement.

Mrs.Bigsby knew that Dan'l had something to communicate, but knew that he would do so in his own way.
"Speakin' o' hoss trades," he began.
"We WASN'T and we ain't goin' to," said Mrs.Bigsby with great promptness.

"I've heard enough of 'em." "But this here one hez suthin' to do with your fr'en', John Lummox," said Dan'l, with a chuckle.
Mrs.Bigsby stared.

"Go on, then," she said, "but, for goodness' sake, cut it short." Dan'l threw away his quid and replenished it from his silver tobacco box.