He is pious, there hain’t a doubt on’t, but still “Coronation” is the loudest him in the him-book.
Wall, the very first time he blasted forth I knew jest as well as I knew afterwards what the result would be.
I hastened upstairs, and there she wuz, there sot Melinda Ann in a fit; she hadn’t had time to get onto the bed, and there she sot bolt upright in her rockin’ chair in a historical fit. We had better let her known he wuz there.
Wall, I histed her onto the bed as quick as I could, and hollered down the back stairs for catnip.
And as soon as I had brung her to a little, she would clench right into me, and groan and choke, and sort o’ froth to the mouth.
And I’ll be hanged if I didn’t feel like it myself, for right down under our feet I heard that loud, thunderin’ organ, for his legs wuz strong, and he blowed hard.
But yet so curius is human nater, specially wimmen’s human nater—right there in my agony I couldn’t help bein’ proud o’ that instrument. I had no idee, I said to myself, not a idee, that it had such a volume of sound.
But loud as it wuz, Peter’ses clarion voice rung out loud and high above it.
It wuz a fearful time, very. But even at that moment I sez to myself agin: