"What for ye ?" "Elivin," replied Jimmy, with a bit of unconscious swagger.

"I am havin' poor luck to-day." "How mony wad satisfy ye ?" asked Dannie sarcastically.
"Ain't got time to figure that," answered Jimmy, working in a double shuffle as he walked.

"Thrash around a little, Dannie.

It will warm you up." "I am no cauld," answered Dannie.
"No cauld!" imitated Jimmy.

"No cauld! Come to observe you closer, I do detect symptoms of sunstroke in the ridness of your face, and the whiteness about your mouth; but the frost on your neck scarf, and the icicles fistooned around the tail of your coat, tell a different story.
"Dannie, you remind me of the baptizin' of Pete Cox last winter.