"Mist' Sandy he's aimin' at high game.

He's fix' his eyeball on de shore-'nough quality." "Do you mean Ruth Nelson ?" asked Mrs.Hollis, snapping her scissors sharply.

"He surely wouldn't be fool enough to think she would look at him.

Why, the Nelsons think they are the only aristocratic people that ever lived in Clayton.

If they had paid less attention to their ancestors and more to their descendants, they might have had a better showing." "I nebber said it was Miss Rufe," said Aunt Melvy from the doorway; "but den ag'in I don't say hit ain't." "Well, I hope it's not," said the judge to his wife as he laid down his paper; "though I must say she is as pretty and friendly a girl as I ever saw.