She looked at him and then at the summer sunlight that streamed through the blinds.
Why, George, what are you getting up so early for?
Talk about reprieves!
Why, my dear, replied George, with the clearest enunciation of which he was capable. I found I couldn’t sleep, so I thought I’d get up and go out and take a walk.
And out the poor wretch went, dragging himself round wearily for an hour upon the verge of tears and torpor.
Do you think it healthy to keep your hogs in the house? a social investigator asked a native of Arkansas.
Waal, I donno, he drawled. But I been akeepin’ my hawgs there for fourteen years and I ain’t never lost one on ’em yet.