And as I couldn't seem to come to any clear decision myself, a-disputin' with jest my own self, I didn't spoze so many different minds would become simultanous and agreed.
So I jest branched right off and asked Miss Cork "If she had heard that the minister's wife had got the neuralligy."
I felt that neuralligy wuz a safe subject, and one that could be agreed on—everybody despised it.
Neuralligy wuz a safe subject.
And gradual the talk sort o' quieted down, and I led it gradual into ways of pleasantness and paths of peace.
CHAPTER VII.
Christopher Columbus Allen got along splendid with his railroad business, and by the time the rest of us wuz ready for the World's Fair, he wuz.