—Tell ye, son, I’ve been a-thinkin’ since ye
took an’ driv’ that hoss,
—Since ye sort o’ throwed your shoulders an’
allowed that you was boss!
Hate to act so whiffle-minded, but my father
used to say,
‘Men would sometimes change opinions; mules
would stick the same old way.’”
Uncle Tascus tore the paper twice acrost, then
calmly threw