The tin wares I sell stand well enough in a northern climate: there may be some difference in yours that I can't account for; and I guess, pretty much, there is.

Now, your people are a mighty hot-tempered people, and take a fight for breakfast, and make three meals a day out of it: now, we in the north have no stomach for such fare; so here, now, as far as I can see, your climate takes pretty much after the people, and if so, it's no wonder that solder can't stand it.

Who knows, again, but you boil your water quite too hot?
Now, I guess, there's jest as much harm in boiling water too hot, as in not boiling it hot enough.

Who knows?
All I can say is, that the lot of wares I bring to this market next season shall be calkilated on purpose to suit the climate." The chairman seemed struck with this view of the case, and spoke with a gravity corresponding with the deep sagacity he conceived himself to have exhibited.
"There does seem to be something in this; and it stands to reason, what will do for a nation of pedlers won't do for us.

Why, when I recollect that they are buried in snows half the year, and living on nothing else the other half, I wonder how they get the water to boil at all.