You can't please us any better than that, Washington; the little woman will tell you so herself.

We don't pretend to style.

Plain folks, you know--plain folks.

Just a plain family dinner, but such as it is, our friends are always welcome, I reckon you know that yourself, Washington.

Run along, children, run along; Lafayette,--[**In those old days the average man called his children after his most revered literary and historical idols; consequently there was hardly a family, at least in the West, but had a Washington in it--and also a Lafayette, a Franklin, and six or eight sounding names from Byron, Scott, and the Bible, if the offspring held out.