"I want to say that it's done me a pile of good to have seen you, ma'am.

It's made things look different." "You are a good man, Mr.Sleighter," she said, looking at him with misty eyes.
"A good man!" Mr.Sleighter was seized with a cough.

"A good man! Good Lord, ma'am! nobody never found it out but you--durn that cough anyway." And still troubled by his cough, Mr.Sleighter hurried down the path to the gate and out on to the road.
Once resolved to break up their home in Eastern Canada, the Gwynnes lost no time in completing their arrangements for the transportation of themselves and their household gods and such of their household goods as Mr.Sleighter advised, to the new western country.
Mr.Sleighter appeared to regard the migration of the Gwynne family to the western country as an enterprise in which he had made an investment from which he was bound to secure the greatest possible return.

The principle of exchange which had been the basis of the deal as far as the farms were concerned was made to apply as far as possible to farm implements and equipment, household goods and chattels.
"What's the use of your packin' a hull bunch of stuff West an' my packin' a hull bunch of stuff East.

We'll just tote up the stock an' stuff we have got and make a deal on it.