I got to be outdoors.

But I tell you what I can do, if it will make you feel any better.

If I ever happen to run acrost this here David Armstrong, and he is anywheres near my size, I'll lick him fur you.

And if he's too hefty fur me to lick him fair," I says, "and I get a good chancet I will hit him with a piece of railroad iron fur you." Of course, I knowed I would never find him.

But what I said seemed to brighten her up a little.
"But," says I, "if I went too fur with it, and was hung fur it, how would you feel then, Martha ?" Well, sir, that didn't jar Martha none.