"I always did.

They always remind me of the Smokies, in Car'lina, back South." "You came from the South ?" "Georgy, ma'am." "Georgia! So did I! We should be friends," she said, and, smiling, held out her hand.

Tom Osby took it.
"Ma'am," said he, gravely, "I'm right glad to see you.

I've not been back home for a good many years.

I've been all over." "Nor have I been home," said she, sadly.