"She was so overcome with fright and joy, she could hardly
speak--and it warn't a trifle that would toggle her
tongue, that's a fact. It was some time after she arrived
at the house afore she could up and tell the story
onderstandable; and when she did, she had to tell it
twice over, first in short hand, and then in long metre,
afore she could make out the whole bill o' parcels.
Indeed, she hante done tellin' it yet, and wherever she
is, she works round, and works round, till she gets Europe
spoke of, and then she begins, 'That reminds me of a most
remarkable fact. Jist after I was married to Mr. Lot, we
was to the Alps.'

"If ever you see her, and she begins that way, up hat
and cut stick, double quick, or you'll find the road over
the Alps to Umbagog, a little the longest you've ever
travelled, I know.

"Well, she had no sooner done than Cranbery jumps up on
eend, and sais he to the guide, 'Uncle,' sais he, 'jist
come along with me, that's a good feller, will you? We
must return that good Samaritan's' cane to him; and as
he must be considerable cold there, I'll jist warm his
hide a bit for him, to make his blood sarculate. If he
thinks I'll put that treatment to my wife, Miss Lot, into
my pocket, and walk off with it, he's mistaken in the
child, that's all, Sir. He may be stubbeder than I be,
Uncle, that's a fact; but if he was twice as stubbed,
I'd walk into him like a thousand of bricks. I'll give
him a taste of my breed. Insultin' a lady is a weed we