You were always kind of moody and mopish--and you needed work that'd keep you on the jump.

Now, why did it make you sick instead of brace you up and make a man of you the way it ought of done?
I pinned ole Gurney down to it.

I says, 'Look here, ain't it really because he just plain hated it ?' 'Yes,' he says, 'that's it.

If he'd enjoyed it, it wouldn't 'a' hurt him.

He loathes it, and that affects his nervous system.