Mrs.Jim Jones has taken him.

I reckon I sha'n't have many steady boarders after this has quieted down." "But how are you going to get along, Lucinda ?" "I shall get along.

Everybody gets along.

What's heaped on you you have to get along with.

I own the hotel, and I shall keep more hens and raise more garden truck, and let Hannah go if I can't pay her.