I tell ye what you do: Give him a bone or a chunk of tough meat to chaw on.

Then he'll rest easy for a spell.Goodbye.I wish I could stay and see Seth when he looks at his present, but I can't.

Gid-dap, January." The grocery wagon rolled out of the yard.

The forsaken Job sent a roar of regret after him.

Also, he "humped us his back," and the nails holding the slats in place started and gave alarmingly.