I spect the county officer got up airly so as to do his work before his visitors would come.
They all was a talkin and a laffin and a shootin orange seeds at each other, and enjoyin theirselves high.
They stopt when we went in, and the feller what eat our dinner and hoss feed come up to the fence and asked what he could do for us, lookin round at the women.
The women they would look at me, then at one another, then whisper, then look out of the winder and laf.
Jobe, answerin the feller, says, says he:
“I want to borry $19.21 till arter oats harvest.”
Says the feller:
“Why, my dear man, I dont know you,” lookin round towards the women.
They smiled.
“Dont know me?” says Jobe. “Why, Ime Jobe Gaskins, the most prominent and influential Republican in our township. Jist afore election last fall you was at my house, when you was runnin. I voted for you.”