If he had been singing that song where I could hear it and I had known it was about me, as she must have known he meant her, I couldn't have kept my arms from around his neck.

Over in the barn Leon was singing: "A life on the ocean wave, A home on the rolling deep, Where codfish waggle their tails 'Mid tadpoles two feet deep." The minute he finished, he would begin reciting "Marco Bozzaris," and you could be sure that he would reach the last line only to commence on the speech of "Logan, Chief of the Mingoes," or any one of the fifty others.

He could make your hair stand a little straighter than any one else; the best teachers we ever had, or even Laddie, couldn't make you shivery and creepy as he could.

Because all of us kept going like that every day, people couldn't pass without hearing, so THAT was what Mr.
Pryor meant.
I had a pulpit in the southeast corner of the orchard.

I liked that place best of all because from it you could see two sides at once.