The Bull Calf, and Other Tales

"Hol' on tight, Maria, we may start agin any minit!"

"I wish you would, and never stop!"]

"If I look half as bad as you, I want to die right here!"]

"Fool who? You proposed it, Maria!" etc., etc.]

"Don' you pester yo'sef 'bout dat figger Emmerline Jane; dat's a little surprise fo' Vi'let!"]

"I ain' gwine ter die jist yit, Brer Hacklefeather!"

"Ain' dat yo' kicken' muel Vi'let?"

"Dis here my muel Vi'let, but she ain' a kicken mule no mo'! She done had a 'sperience!"]

Small Party:--"I was a-givin' Mr. Snees, the poet, a sparrin' lesson an' he says, jist slip my coat on an' run over to the Weekly Whoop with this 'ere Spring poem, while I git me breath."

Editor W. W.:--"Who are you?"