"Devol, he would be a good subject for you."
I replied, "Yes; and I am going to have some of that money before
I go to bed."
My friend then turned to Jack and said: "Old boy, where do you come from?"
"I used to live in Greenups," replied Jack.
"Where in the world is Greenups?"
"Wall, Greenups is up nigh the Big Sandy."
As I was born in the part of the country, and knew something about the people, I asked Jack if he was one of those fellows who made the counterfeit half-dollars on the Big Sandy. He laughed and said:
"No; but I'd spent more'n a half-bushel of 'em for dames afore they got on to 'em."
I then asked Jack where he was bound for, and he replied;
"Wall, you see I sold my farm up on 'Sandy' for a perty big pile, and pap writ me to come out whar he lives in Texas and buy another; so I'm just goin' out to see pap, and if I likes it out thar, I reckon as how I'll stay."