It just keeps a body on the jump to keep you in shirts; and whatever you do manage to DO with 'm all is more'n I can make out.

A body 'd think you WOULD learn to take some sort of care of 'em at your time of life." "I know it, Sally, and I do try all I can.

But it oughtn't to be altogether my fault, because, you know, I don't see them nor have nothing to do with them except when they're on me; and I don't believe I've ever lost one of them OFF of me." "Well, it ain't YOUR fault if you haven't, Silas; you'd a done it if you could, I reckon.

And the shirt ain't all that's gone, nuther.

Ther's a spoon gone; and THAT ain't all.