I don't know anyone here well enough, except you." Nelson's lips puckered solemnly.

"Mist' Vanrevel vote Whig; but he ag'in Texas." "Well, what if he is ?" "Yo' pa mighty strong fo' Texas." "No'm, dat ain't hardly de beginnin'.

Mist' lanrevel he a Ab'litionist." "Well?
Won't you tell me ?" "Honey, folks roun' heah mos' on 'em like Mist' Vanrevel so well dey ain't hole it up ag'in' him--but, Missy, ef dey one thing topper God's worl' yo' pa do desp'itly and contestably despise, hate, cuss, an' outrageously 'bominate wuss'n' a yaller August spiduh it are a Ab'litionist! He want stomple 'em eve'y las' one under he boot-heel, 'cep'n dat one Mist' Crailey Gray.

Dey's a considabul sprinklin' er dem Ab'litionists 'bout de kentry, honey; dey's mo' dat don' know w'ich dey is; an' dey's mo' still dat don' keer.

Soze dat why dey go git up a quo'l twix' yo' pa an' dat man; an' 'range to have 'er on a platfawm, de yeah 'fo' de las' campaign; an', suh, dey call de quo'l a de-bate; an' all de folks come in f'um de kentry, an' all de folks in town come, too.
De whole possetucky on 'em sit an' listen.
"Fus' yo' pa talk; den Mist' Vanrevel, bofe on 'em mighty cole an' civilized.