All the chairs in our house was into the kitchen, and the women was a-talking and a-laughing, and they had sent over to Alexanderses for their chairs and to Rogerses for theirn.

Every oncet in a while they would be a awful bust of language come up from that hole where that unreginerate old sinner was cooped up in.
I have travelled around considerable since them days, and I have mixed up along of many kinds of people in many different places, and some of 'em was cussers to admire.

But I never hearn such cussing before or since as old Hank done that night.

He busted his own records and riz higher'n his own water marks for previous times.

I wasn't nothing but a little kid then, and skeercly fitten fur to admire the full beauty of it.