A tremenjous interestin' old lady is my Aunt Suse, colonel." "I've no doubt of it, Mr.Jarvis." said Colonel Kenton, "but I don't think I can wait a second longer for a cup of that coffee of yours.
It smells so good that if you don't give it to me I'll have to take it from you." Jarvis grinned cheerfully.

Harry saw that his father had already made a skillful appeal to the mountaineer's pride.
"Ike, you lunkhead," he said to his nephew, "I told the colonel to set, but we did'nt give him anythin' to set on.

Pull up them blocks o' wood fur him an' his son.

Now you'll take breakfast with us, won't you, colonel?
The bacon an' the corn cakes are ready, too." "Of course we will," said the colonel, "and gladly, too.

It makes me young again to eat this way in the fresh air of a cool morning." Samuel Jarvis shone as a host.