I'm not reminding you of the self-winding blunderbuss you got in part payment for chopping wood, am I?
Or that it went off by itself and shot a cabbage ?" Laughing they struck off into a twilight stretch of woods, found a familiar clearing near a spring and made a fire.
"Well," said Brian when the fire was down to embers, "what's the schedule?
You're road manager this week.

What do we eat ?" "Sausages," said Donald, unloading his pockets.

"A can of macaroni and an apple pie." "You disgraceful kid!" exclaimed Brian.

"Whenever you get into a country store without a guard you kick over the traces and appear with something in your pocket that busts a road rule and obligates me to a sermon when I hate 'em.

Pie, my son, is effete and civilized.