My Sal's light; this gal wasn't like my Sal." "Dark, then, very dark, with a gipsy color and snapping black eyes ?" "No, not that either.

What I should call betweens.

But more dark than light." Harper flashed a glance at Ransom before putting his next question.
"What did she have on her head ?" "Bless me if I can tell! It wasn't a sun-bonnet, nor was it slapped all over with ribbons and flowers like my darter's." "But she had some sort of hat on ?" "Sartain.

Did you think she was just running to the neighbors ?" "But she wore no coat ?" "I don't remember any coat." "Do you remember her frock ?" "No, not exactly." "Don't you remember its color ?" "No." "Wasn't it black?
the skirt of it, at least ?" "Black?
Wa'al, I guess not.

A gal of her age in black! No, she was as bright as the flowers in my wife's garden.