"He made things look right plain.

He ain't no fool." "Well, I don't know as he helt no aidge over ole Claib Benson," said another argumentatively.

"Claib puts it mighty powerful." "Yes, but," said the other eagerly, "Claib means fer hangin' by the Co'te." "Shore," said a voice.

"Now, I'm one o' the jury, but I says in my own min', ef we convict this yer man, we got to hang him right away anyway, 'cause we ain't got no jail, an' we kain't afford no guard to watch him all the time.

Now, he'd have to be hung right away, anyhow." This half apologetically.
"What do most o' you fellers on the jury think?
Does this here crazy business go with you all ?" "Well, kin savvy," replied the juror judicially.