Gizer Spring, and then, afterwards, to the Moon."

Or, that is what I understand her to say. And though I kep'
still, I wuz determined to keep my eyes out, and if I see her
goin' into anything dangerus, I wuz goin' to reject her overtures
to take us. But thinkses I to myself, "We always said I believed
we should travel to the stars some time, but I little thought it
would be to-day, or that I should go in a buggy."

Josiah shared my feelin's I could see, for he whispered to me,
"Don't le's go, Samantha, it must be dangerus!"

But I whispered back, "Le's wait, Josiah, and see. We won't do
nothin' percipitate, but," sez I, "this is a chance that we most
probable never will have ag'in. Don't le's be hasty." We talked
these things in secret, while Miss Flamm wuz a bendin' over, and
conversin' with the dog. For Josiah would ruther have died than
not be s'pozed to be "Oh Fay," as Maggie would say, in everything
fashionable. And it has always been my way to wait and see, and
count 10, or even 20, before speakin'.

And then Miss Flamin sez sunthin' about what beautiful fried
potatoes you could get there in the moon, and you could always
get them, any time you wanted 'em.

And the very next time she went to kissin' the dog so voyalently
as not to notice us, my Josiah whispered to me and sez, "Did you
have any idee that wuz what the old man wuz a doin'? I knew he
wuz always a settin' up there in the moon, but it never passed my
mind that he wuz a fryin' potatoes."