"W'y, the Lord, I think."
"Promised you that you would be perfectly happy in the next world?"
"Yas," the old man replied.
"Air you perfeckly happy in this here world?"
"No, I ain't."
"Do you believe that the Lord always keeps his promises?"
"Yas, I do."
"Then why don't you want ter go ter the next world at once? Why don't you pray fur death?"
"I don't know, Hendricks."