"Plenty of it, I reckon. 'Tain't no use to groan over what can't be helped. We may as well make the best on't."
"Of course we will not complain of what we cannot help. Ethan, do you know what my motto is?"
"Your what?" asked Ethan, with a vacant stare.
"My motto."
"That's sunthin' in Latin, or some outlandish lingo—ain't it?"
"Mine is in plain English."
"I've hearn tell of some Latin stuff they called a motto out in Illinois; I forgit what it was now."
"'Hope and have,' is my motto."
"What does that mean? 'Tain't Latin, but it might as well be."
"It means hope for the best, and then you will work the harder to have it."