Give me your hand, my boy.

It's better for me to mistake and apologize, than for you to sin and repent.

I don't think I ever heard of Mr.Lot, of Umbagog, or of his wife either.

Sit down here, and tell me the story, for 'with thee conversing, I forget all time.'" "Well, Minister," said Mr.Slick, "I'll tell you the ins and outs of it; and a droll story it is too.

Miss Lot was the darter of Enoch Mosher, the rich miser of Goshen; as beautiful a little critter too, as ever slept in shoe-leather.