Sulphur's all right for a spring medicine, maybe, but when June comes I like to remember that God made roses.

Elkanah, he comes to me a while ago and he says, 'Zebedee,' he says, 'don't you think Mr.Ellery's sermons might be more orthodox ?' 'Yes,' says I, 'they might be, but what a mercy 'tis they ain't.' He, he, he! I kind of like to poke Elkanah in the shirt front once in a while, just to hear it crackle.

Say, Keziah, you don't think the minister and Annabel are--" "No," was the emphatic interruption; "I know they ain't; he ain't, anyway." "Good! Them Danielses cal'late they own the most of this town already; if they owned the minister they'd swell up so the rest of us would have to go aloft or overboard; we'd be crowded off the decks, sure." "No one owns him.

Haven't you found that out ?" "Yup, I cal'late I have and I glory in his spunk." "I'm glad to hear you say so.

Of course Cap'n Elkanah is boss of the parish committee and--" "What?
No, he ain't nuther.