folks air fer whisperin'. You've
seed fellers a-whisperin' all over Hazlan
on court day, hain't ye? Ole
Tom Perkins 'll put his arm aroun' yo'
neck an' whisper in yo' year ef he's
ten mile out'n the woods. I reckon
thar's jes so much devilmint a-goin' on
in these mountains, folks is naturely
afeerd to talk out loud.

Well, Jim let's go an' Sallie puts her
arm aroun' Jim's neck an' whispers a
long while--jes so; an' 'f you happen
to wake up anywhar to two o'clock in
the mornin' you'll see jes that a-goin'
on. Brother, that's settin' up.

Well, Jeb Somers, as I was a-sayin'
in the premises, 'lowed he'd rack right
over on Cutshin an' set up with Polly
Ann comin' Christmas night. An' Abe
tells Polly Ann Jeb says he aims to
have her fer a Christmas gift afore
mornin'. Polly Ann jes sniffed sorter,
but you know women folks air always
mighty ambitious jes to SEE a feller
anyways, 'f he's a-pinin' fer 'em. So
Jeb come, an' Jeb was fixed up now
fittin' to kill. Jeb had his hair oiled
down nice an' slick, and his mustache