You'll have to git some wood cut up.

You'll have to git a clean bed here in the house,--this bed of yours is going to be burned out in the yard.

You'll have to git new blankets when you go to town." "As fer your clothes"-- he turned a contemptuous glance upon Sim as he stood--"they ain't _hardly_ fit fer a bridegroom! Go to the Golden Eagle, and git yourself a full outfit, top to bottom--new shirts, new underclothes, new pants, new hat, new socks, new gloves, new everything.

This girl can't come out here and see you the way you are, and this place the way it's been.

She'd start something." "Well, if you leave it to me," said Sim Gage mildly, "all this here seems kind of sudden.