His hands were stained too often with the blood of some creature we loved.

I always crept under the bed in Mrs Brower's room when Abe came--he was such a terror to me with his bloody work and noisy oaths.

Such men were the curse of the cleanly homes in that country.

There was much to shock the ears and eyes of children in the life of the farm.

It was a fashion among the help to decorate their speech with profanity for the mere sound of it' and the foul mouthings of low-minded men spread like a pestilence in the fields.
Abe came always with an old bay horse and a rickety buckboard.