It warn't quite midnight yet, so we cleared out for the mill, leaving Jim at work.

We smouched the grindstone, and set out to roll her home, but it was a most nation tough job.

Sometimes, do what we could, we couldn't keep her from falling over, and she come mighty near mashing us every time.

Tom said she was going to get one of us, sure, before we got through.

We got her half way; and then we was plumb played out, and most drownded with sweat.