Nobbody hereabouts saw mich in her.

But she wrote bukes--tales, yo know--tales about t' foak roun here; an they do say, them as has read 'em, 'at they're terr'ble good.

Mr.Watson, at t' Post Office, he's read 'em, and he's allus promised to lend 'em me.

But soomhow I doan't get th' time.

An in gineral I've naw moor use for a book nor a coo has for clogs.