I ain't sick, if that's what you mean.

I'm kind of blue and--and lonesome, that's all.

I try to bear up under my burdens, but I get compressed in spirit sometimes, I can't help it.

Ah, hum a day!" She sighed and Mr.Hammond sighed also.
"You ain't the only one," he said.

"I'm bluer'n a whetstone myself, this mornin'." "What's the trouble ?" "Trouble?
Trouble enough! Somethin' happened this mornin' that riled me all up.