They're all right.
Nancy, there's oceans and oceans of money in that land--mark my words!" The children had stopped playing, for the moment, and drawn near to listen.

Hawkins said: "Washington, my boy, what will you do when you get to be one of the richest men in the world ?" "I don't know, father.

Sometimes I think I'll have a balloon and go up in the air; and sometimes I think I'll have ever so many books; and sometimes I think I'll have ever so many weathercocks and water-wheels; or have a machine like that one you and Colonel Sellers bought; and sometimes I think I'll have--well, somehow I don't know--somehow I ain't certain; maybe I'll get a steamboat first." "The same old chap!--always just a little bit divided about things .-- And what will you do when you get to be one of the richest men in the world, Clay ?" "I don't know, sir.

My mother--my other mother that's gone away--she always told me to work along and not be much expecting to get rich, and then I wouldn't be disappointed if I didn't get rich.

And so I reckon it's better for me to wait till I get rich, and then by that time maybe I'll know what I'll want--but I don't now, sir." "Careful old head!--Governor Henry Clay Hawkins!--that's what you'll be, Clay, one of these days.