What would a man do with a rifle here?
For my part, I have a taste for the wild woods; it comes on me regular in the fall, like the lake fever, and I up gun, and off for a week or two, and camp out, and get a snuff of the spruce-wood air, and a good appetite, and a bit of fresh ven'son to sup on at night.
"I shall be off to the highlands this fall; but, cuss em, they hante got no woods there; nothin' but heather, and thats only high enough to tear your clothes.

That's the reason the Scotch don't wear no breeches, they don't like to get 'em ragged up that way for everlastinly, they can't afford it; so they let em scratch and tear their skin, for that will grow agin, and trowsers won't.
"Yes, it's a pretty cottage that, and a nice tidy body that too, is Mrs.
Hodgins.

I've seen the time when I would have given a good deal to have been so well housed as that.

There is some little difference atween that cottage and a log hut of a poor back emigrant settler, you and I know where.

Did ever I tell you of the night I spent at Lake Teal, with old Judge Sandford ?" "No, not that I recollect." "Well, once upon a time I was a-goin' from Mill-bridge to Shadbrooke, on a little matter of bisness, and an awful bad and lonely road it was, too.