And if she turned over and found one in bed she would scramble out and lift a howl that you would think the house was afire.

She disturbed the old man so that he said he could most wish there hadn't ever been no snakes created.

Why, after every last snake had been gone clear out of the house for as much as a week Aunt Sally warn't over it yet; she warn't near over it; when she was setting thinking about something you could touch her on the back of her neck with a feather and she would jump right out of her stockings.

It was very curious.

But Tom said all women was just so.