Deacon Witherspoon sed: "Did you
git religion, Si?" Si sed: "No, Deacon;
I got baptized, but it didn't take--calculated
I might as well have it done while thar wuz
plenty of water."

"Thought I'd cum over today, Ezra;
I've got some brooms I'd like to sell ye."
Ezra sed: "Bring 'em in, Si, spring house
cleanin' is comin' on and I'll most likely
need right smart of brooms, so jist bring 'em
in." Si sed: "Wall, Ezra, don't see as
thar's any need to crowd the mourners, can't
we dicker on it a little bit; I want cash fer
these brooms, Ezra, I don't want any store
trade fer 'em." Ezra sed: "Wall, I don't
know 'bout that, Si; seems to me that's a
gray hoss of another color, I always gin ye
store trade fer your eggs, don't I?" Si sed:
"Y-a-s--, and that's a gray hoss of another
color; ye never seen a hen lay brooms, did
ye? Brooms is sort of article of commerce,
Ezra, and I want cash fer 'em." Wall,
Ezra, he looked 'round the store and thot
fer a spell, and then he sed: "Tell ye what
I'll do, Si; I'll gin ye half cash and the other
half trade, how'll that be?" Si sed:
"Guess that'll be all right, Ezra. Whar
will I put the brooms?" Ezra sed: "Put