You can't say noding against him; you know you can't.

Neider can anybody else in dis town." "No," said the deacon, "I don't mind saying, for I've said it a good many times before, that if Father Black belonged to my church, instead of the one he does, I couldn't find a single thing to say or think against him.

He is certainly a very good man, and doing a great deal of good among a lot of people that I didn't suppose ever could be kept out of mischief; but--" "But he didn't keep 'em out of mischief in your vay.

Dat's de trouble, isn't it?
Come now, own up, like an honest man, and I von't go tell nobody else about vat you say.

Own up, now; isn't dat de trouble?
Dem people dat you talk about as behavin' demselves is a good deal better dan some dat's smarter and has got more money an' more advantages an' more friends, an' dey don't make nobody any trouble, an' yet you ain't satisfied mit 'em; an' mit deir shurch, yoost because dey don't do everyding your vay." "Conrad," said the deacon, putting on a lofty air, "you're a good man to do business with; you're a respectable citizen, except that you sell rum.