I've been in this burg for near eight years, and I was a drinkin', swearin', fightin' cuss.

This preacher came into the barn one day when I was freezin' to death after a big spree.

He tuk me home with him and kep' me there for two weeks, settin' up nights with me, too.

Let me be," he said impatiently to Barry, who was trying to pull him down to his seat.

"I'm agoin' to speak this time if it kills me.