"Guess about no one in this hollow'd take any one in. But you might try at the store at the top of the hill."
"Couldn't you take me in?"
"No; couldn't do it."
"Then, could you put me up a meal?"
"We have been out of food and are living on buckwheat cakes."
"I wouldn't mind some of them and some milk."
"No, no. No use. Wife wouldn't have any one in."
After some converse he learned that I was British, and he said, "There was one of yours here two-three years back."
"What did he think of this country?"