I was follerin' 'er all night.

Sometimes she was one thing, an' sometimes she was another, but I drew a bead on 'er, an' down she went, an' up come my har quicker nor lightnin'.

I don't s'pose it looks very purty, but I can't help it." "Have you tried anything on it ?" inquired Mr.Snow with a puzzled look.
"Yis, everything but a hot flat iron, an' I'm a little afraid o' that.
If wust comes to wust, it'll have to be did, though.

It may warm up my old brains a little, but if my har is well sprinkled, and the thing is handled lively, it'll pay for tryin'." The perfect candor and coolness of Jim's manner were too much for the unsuspicious spirit of the minister, who thought it all very strange.

He had heard of such things, but this was the first instance he had ever seen.
"Parson," said Jim, changing the topic, "what's the damage for the sort o' thing ye're drivin' at this mornin' ?" "The what ?" "The damage--what's the--well--damage?
What do ye consider a fa'r price ?" "Do you mean the marriage fee ?" "Yes, I guess that's what ye call it." "The law allows us two dollars, but you will permit me to perform the ceremony for nothing.