night—so nuss, she said,
Old Sam come creepin’, creakin’ in; set down
‘longside the bed.
He stooped an’ poked around a spell, picked up
Lucindy’s shoe,
An’ then—wal, nuss she vums an’ vows this
’ere is honest true:
He routed’round the fireplace an’ got a cinder-
coal,
An’ went to figgerin’ up expense, right there