Jacob an' me'll go out an' take a look at the stock,' says he, 'and come back when you're feelin' calmer.' An' he nods to me, an' out we both goes, before Sary could git her breath agin.

I didn't say nothin', 'cause I was laughin' so inside 't I couldn't.

Abner, he walked along kind o' solemn, shakin' his head every little while, an' openin' an' shettin' his mouth.
When we got to the stable-door he looked at me a minute, and then he said, 'The tongue is a onruly member, Jacob! I _thought_ that was kind of a curus lookin' basket, though!' and that was every word he said about it." "Oh, what delightfully funny people!" cried Hilda.

"What did the wife say when you came in to supper, Farmer Hartley ?" "She warn't thar," replied the farmer.

"She had a headache, the gals said, and had gone to bed.