But they looked earnest and they looked sollum, too, and they wasn't no joking nor skylarking going on, nor no kind of rowdyness, neither.

These here men wasn't toughs, by any manner of means, but the most part of 'em respectable farmers.

They had a look of meaning business.
"Gentlemen," says the feller who had rapped, "who will you have for your chairman ?" "I reckon you'll do, Will," says another feller to the raw-boned man, which seemed to satisfy him.

But he made 'em vote on it before he took office.
"Now then," says Will, "the accused must have counsel." "Will," says another feller, very hasty, "what's the use of all this fuss an' feathers?
You know as well as I do there's nothing legal about this.

It's only necessary.