I says: "Now you think it's bad luck; but what did you say when I fetched in the snake-skin that I found on the top of the ridge day before yesterday?
You said it was the worst bad luck in the world to touch a snake-skin with my hands.

Well, here's your bad luck! We've raked in all this truck and eight dollars besides.

I wish we could have some bad luck like this every day, Jim." "Never you mind, honey, never you mind.

Don't you git too peart.

It's a-comin'.