"Why is it that wimmen deacons have to remain onmarried, while men deacons can marry one wife after another through a long life, that is, if they are took from 'em by death or a divorce lawyer?"
"Wall," sez Josiah, "that, too, is on account of their brains. Their brains hain't so hefty es men's."
But I jest waded into the argument then. I jest interfered, and sez in a loud, clear tone,
"Oh, shaw!"
And then I sez further, in the same calm, clear tones, but dry as ever a dry oven wuz in its dryest times. Sez I,
"If you men can't help us any about the meetin' house, you'd better get out of our way, for we wimmen have got to go to scrubbin' right where you are a-standin'."
"Certainly," sez Josiah, in a polite axent, "certainly."
And so the rest of the men said.
And Josiah added to his remarks, as he went down the steps,
"You'd better get home, Samantha, in time to cook a hen, and make some puddin', and so forth."