"I shan't! He ain't! He's my cat and he don't steal chickens." "Yes, he does, too," roared Con.

"Pop and I see him doin' it." "You didn't! I don't believe it! When did you see him ?" "Yesterday afternoon.

We see him, didn't we, Pop ?" "You bet your life we did," growled Abner.

"And he was on my land again just now; comin' to steal more, I cal'late.

Fetch him here." "I--I shan't! He shan't be shot, even if he did steal 'em.