I could manage slaves better than women.

This time I'll be calm, and reason things out with her, or I'll blow out my brains." "Don't you dare!" laughed Laddie.

"You and I are going to get much pleasure, comfort and profit from this world, now that we have come to an understanding." Mr.Pryor arose and held out his hand.

Laddie grasped it tight, and they stood there looking straight at each other, while a lark on the fence post close by cried, "Spring o' ye-ar!" at them, over and over, but they never paid the least attention.
"You see," said Mr.Pryor, "I've been thinking things over deeply, deeply! ever since talking with your mother.

I've cut myself off from going back to England, by sacrificing much of my property in hasty departure, if by any possibility I should ever want to return, and there is none, not the slightest! There's no danger of any one crossing the sea, and penetrating to this particular spot so far inland; we won't be molested! And lately--lately, despite the rawness, and the newness, there is something about the land that takes hold, after all.