Reconciliation.
"Say, old man, why continue this coldness any longer? We haven't spoken to each other for two years, and because of a trivial quarrel."
"There is no reason why we shouldn't be friends. Of course, you were the aggressor in the quarrel, but I ask no apology."
"Oh, you're wrong. You started the row, you remember."
"No, I didn't. You killed my dog first——"
"Yes, but the hanged brute had been killing my chickens."
"It never killed one of them."
"It killed at least a dozen, and I'd shoot your other dog if it did that."
"And I'd pound the top of your head off for doing it."
"You couldn't pound one side of it."
"You're a liar."
"You're another."
"Come into the alley here and we'll have it out, you hound."
"I'll go you, you blear-eyed monkey."
—Lincoln Journal.