'But,' he says, 'won't the deakin suspicion that it comes from you ?' 'Wa'al,' I says, 'my portrit ain't on none o' the bills, an' I reckon _you_ won't tell him so, out an' out,' an' off he went.

Yistidy he come in, an' I says, 'Wa'al, done anythin' ?' 'The hoss is in your barn,' he says.

'Good fer you!' I says.

'Did you make anythin' ?' 'I'm satisfied,' he says.

'I made a ten-dollar note.' An' that's the net results on't," concluded David, "that I've got the hoss, an' he's cost me jest thirty-five dollars.".