"Yes! where?"
JIM BUZZARD AND THE AGER.
"Them 'ere doctors don't get any of their stuff down my throat. If I can't stand it as long as the ager, then I'll give in."—Page 186.
"Wal, now," exclaimed Strickett, looking steadily on the floor, "I'll be darn'd if that ere hain't just slipped my mind."
"Where's Turkey?"
"O, yes," said Strickett, "Turkey—the place they call Turkey—if you'd ask'd me in the street, I'd told you right off, but I've got so fruster'd I don't know nothin';" and thinking a moment, he exclaimed, "it's where the Turks live. I thought I know'd."
"How many States are there in the Union?"
"'Tween twenty-live and thirty—throwin' out Canady."
Bates then attempted an examination in reading and spelling. "Spell hos!" said Bates.