"Neither are diamonds. But you found such a one, and so have I."
"Indeed! I congratulate you. But who and where is she? Is she handsome?"
"She is not beautiful, but as handsome as good health, regular features, and a perfect form can render a woman."
"Is she accomplished?"
"To the highest degree. She can spin and weave, wash and mend, make butter, and make clothes; and when she's tired, or has a leisure hour, can sit down and obtain both profit and pleasure from a thoughtful book."
"It is little you would have thought of falling in love with such a woman when we first knew each other. What has become of all the poetry that was in you then, and, I had almost said, the froth on the top of the liquor?"
"It went to sea when the boom broke."
"I long to see her."
"You shall Sunday, and eat a dinner of her cooking. We will ride over there Saturday. She is a farmer's daughter. There is no property in the matter, of the kind you referred to just now. It is all in her."
"You know what I told you, Rich, so long ago, when we were sitting on the steps of your old house, and the cat shoved her nose into your bosom. It was dead low water then; but now the tide has not only turned, but it is young flood, and the tide will continue to flow till, at high water it will lift the strawberry leaves on the edge of the bank."