I've only been turning the thing around, and nobody taught me how.

You've only got to _use_ your eyes and your head to make them worth ten times as much to you as they are now." "Seems to me," said Sid Russell, "as if your head 'n eyes, or least ways your head is a mighty oncommon good one." "You're right dah, Mas' Sid," said Black Joe; "you're right for sartain.

I'se dun see Mas' Sam do some mighty cur'ous things, I is.

He dun make a fire wid water once, sho's you're born.

'Sides dat, I'se dun heah de gentlemen say's how he's got a head more 'n a yard long, and I'm blest if I don't b'lieve it's so." All this was said at a little distance from Sam and beyond his hearing, but he knew very well in what estimation his companions held him, and he was anxious to impress them, not with his own superiority, but with the fact that the difference was due chiefly to his habit of thinking and observing.