It wuz a sight.
Wall, after roamin' there the best part of two hours, I said to my companion, "Less go and see the Wooded Island." And he said with a deep sithe, "I am ready, and more than ready.

The name sounds good to me.

I would love to see some good plain wood, either corded up or in sled length." I see he wuz sick of lookin' at flowers, and I d'no as I could blame him; for my own head seemed to be jest a-turnin' round and round, and every turnin' had more colors than any rainbow you ever laid eyes on.
He wuz dretful anxious to git out-doors himself.

He said it wuz all for himself that he wuz hurryin' so.
I d'no that, but I do know that in his haste to help me git out he stepped on my foot, and almost made a wreck of that valuable member.
I looked bad, and groaned, and sithed considerable 'fore he got to the sheltered bench he'd sot out for.
He acted sorry, and I didn't reproach him any.
I only sez, "Oh, I don't lay it up aginst you, Josiah.

It jest reminds me of Sister Blanker." And he sez, "I don't thank you to compare me to that slab-sided old maid." Sez I, "I believe she's a Christian, Josiah." And so I do.