But if I take it I'm makin' three dollars.

Them clothes o' mine jest cost seven dollars an' I've wore 'em four times." "Count the three dollars in for shelter and gratitude and remember, you've made your promise." Perkins took the coin, bit it, pitched it up two or three times, catching it as it fell, and then put it upon the hearth, where the blaze could gleam upon it.
"It's shorely a shiner," he said, "an' bein' that it's the first I've ever had, I reckon I'll take good care of it.

Wait a minute." He picked up the coin again, ran up the ladder into the dark eaves of the house, and came back without it.
"Now, Johnny Reb," he said, "put on my clothes and see how you feel." Harry donned the uncouth garb, which fitted fairly well after he had rolled up the trousers a little.
"You'd pass for a farmer," said Perkins.

"I fed your hoss when I put him up, an' as soon as the rain's over you kin start ag'in, a sight safer than you wuz when you wore that uniform.

Ef you come back this way ag'in I'll give it to you.