The time to pay comes round putty soon, and the deacon's face allers goes down long as yer arm.

'Tis a putty tight pull havin' Jim in college, losin' his work and havin' term bills and things to pay.

Them are college folks charges _up_, I tell you.
I seen it works the deacon, I heard him a-jawin' Jim 'bout it." "What made Jim go to college ?" said Abner with slow wonder in his heavy face.
"Oh, he allers was sot on eddication, and Mis' Pitkin she's sot on't, too, in her softly way, and softly women is them that giner'lly carries their p'ints, fust or last.
"But _there's_ one that _ain't_ softly!" Biah suddenly continued, as the vision of a black-haired, bright-eyed girl suddenly stepped forth from the doorway, and stood shading her face with her hands, looking towards the sunset.

The evening light lit up a jaunty spray of golden rod that she had wreathed in her wavy hair, and gave a glow to the rounded outlines of her handsome form.

"There's a sparkler for you! And no saint, neither!" was Biah's comment.