Found a fip in a crack in the hearth 'fore I was three year old.

'Ts a fack.
Found a two-and-a-half gole piece wunst.

Golly, didn't I feel _some_! Haw! haw! haw! The way of't wuz this." But we must not repeat the story in all its meanderings, lest readers should grow as tired of it as Katy did; for Dave crossed one leg over the other, looked his hands round his knee, and told it with many a complacent haw! haw! haw! When he laughed, it was not from a sense of the ludicrous: his guffaw was a pure eruption of delighted self-conceit.
"I thought as how as I'd like to explain to you somethin' that might 'a' hurt yer feelin's, Miss Charlton.

Didn't you feel a little teched at sompin' ?" "No, Mr.Sawney, you never hurt my feelings." "Well, gals is slow to own up that they're hurt, you know.

But I'm shore you couldn't help bein', and I'm ever so sorry.