This oath she broke the day of her sister-in-law's funeral.

Then she appeared, after the ceremony, her baggage on the wagon with her.

The bereaved one, who was sitting on the front stoop of his dwelling with, so people say, a most resigned expression on his meek countenance, looked up and saw her.
"My land! Laviny," he exclaimed, turning pale.

"Where'd you come from ?" "Never mind WHERE I come from," observed his sister promptly.

"You just be thankful I've come.