“Thankful! Oh, my gracious Heaven! hear her! Thankful!”
And his tone wuz such that I hain’t dasted to bring up the subject sence. No, I don’t dast to, but I do inside of me feel paid for all I went through.
PETER AND MELINDA ANN.
CHAPTER IV.
WALL, it wuzn’t more than a few days after the marriage and departure of Peter and Melinda Ann, when I got a letter from Cousin John Richard—he wuz then in South Carolina, hard at work agin, literally follerin’ the example of Him who went about doin’ good.
The letter wuz writ in pure friendship, and then he wanted to find out the ingredients of that spignut syrup I had give him when he wuz at Jonesville, his throat wuz a botherin’ him agin, and he said that had helped him.
That is a good syrup, very, though mebby I hadn’t ort to say it. It is one that I made up out of my own head, and is a success.