"He couldn't see nothin' unless 'twas hung on the end of his nose," he said.

"That boy's eyes and brains ain't connected.
Here, Kenelm," turning to Mr.Parker, "you go out and tell Win to shut down on his fog whistle; he's wastin' steam.

Tell him the women-folks are in here.

Look alive, now!" Kenelm looked alive, but not much more than that.
"All right, Cap'n," he stammered.

"A--a--all right.