We'll dig the potatoes when they're ripe." "'Gents, we was the toobers!' An' yere the Major pauses for a drink.
'We was the potatoes which Canby's exultin' over! We don't onderstand it at the time, but it gets cl'arer as the days drifts by.
"'I'm never in a more desolate stretch of what would be timber only thar ain't no trees.

Thar's nothin' for the mules an' hosses; half the time thar ain't even water.

An' then it's alkali.

An' our days teems an' staggers with disgustin' experiences.

Once we're shy water two days.