"I've bin over that graound with his writin', jest as he read it, in my two hands, and I can testify that he's got it all in." "If Dan here couldn't do better'n that with one hand before breakfast, he ought to be switched," said Salters, upholding the honour of Massachusetts on general principles.

"Not but what I'm free to own he's considerable litt'ery--fer Maine.

Still--" "Guess Uncle Salters's goin' to die this trip.

Fust compliment he's ever paid me," Dan sniggered.

"What's wrong with you, Harve?
You act all quiet and you look greenish.