Get dap, January." The horse, whose name was Major but who was accustomed to being addressed by almost any name, jogged on.

Mr.Hamilton sighed once more.
"I'm 'fraid one of us had ought to stayed in the store, Shadrach," he said.

"Annabel means well, she's real obligin'; but she ain't a good hand at business." Shadrach snorted.

"Obligin' nothin'!" he retorted.

"We're the ones that was obligin' when we agreed to pay her seventy-five cents for settin' astern of the counter and readin' the Advocate.