"I guess maybe 'twas because I've been wishin' so that I could go myself--or--do SOMETHIN' that was some good.

So Leander and I talked and finally he said, 'Well, by George, I WILL go.' And--and--well, I guess that's all; he went, you see." The captain drew a long breath.
"He went," he repeated.

"And you knew he'd gone ?" "No, I didn't know, but I kind of guessed." "You guessed, and yet all the time I've been here you haven't said a word about it till this minute." "Well, I didn't think 'twas much use sayin' until I knew." "Well, my gracious king, Jed Winslow, you beat all my goin' to sea! But you've helped Uncle Sam to a good soldier and you've helped me out of a nasty row.

For my part I'm everlastin' obliged to you, I am so." Jed looked pleased but very much embarrassed.
"Sho, sho," he exclaimed, hastily, "'twan't anything.

Oh, say," hastily changing the subject, "I've got some money 'round here somewheres I thought maybe you'd take to the bank and deposit for me next time you went, if 'twan't too much trouble." "Trouble?
Course 'tain't any trouble.