"Couldn't get none.

All out." "But will have some in very shortly, I presume," suggested the assistant, who knew the idiosyncrasies of country stores.
"Oh, yes, sartin! Expectin' it every minute.

That store's got a consider'ble sight more expectations in it than it has anything else.
They're always six months ahead of the season or behind it in that store.

When it's so cold that the snow birds get chilblains they'll have the shelves chuck full of fly paper.

Now, when it's hotter than a kittle of pepper tea, the bulk of their stock is ice picks and mittens.