“New York is somewhere in New Orleans, ain’t it?”
“No; it’s the other way—beyond Wilmington.”
“Oh! Been pretty cold thar?”
“Yes; there was a foot and a half of snow there, last week, I hear.”
“Lord o’massy! why! have to feed all the cattle!—whew!—ha!—whew! don’t wonner ye com’ away.”
“You are a farmer.”
“Yes.”
“Well, I am a farmer, too.”
“Be ye—to New York?”
“Yes; how much land have you got?”