I've always contended she took the job too serious, and wore herself out at it, but she certainly done the work up prime.

If she's above cloud leanin' over the ramparts lookin' down----though it gets me as to what foundation they use or where they get the stuff to build the ramparts----but if they is ramparts, and she's peekin' over them, she must take a lot of solid satisfaction in seeing that David is not only the man she fought and died to make him, but he's give her quite a margin to spread herself on.

She 'lowed to make him a big man, but you got to know him close and plenty 'fore it strikes you jest what his size is.

I've watched him pretty sharp, and tried to help what I could since Marthy went, and I'm frank to say I druther see David happy than to be happy myself.

I've had my fling.