Don't ye go through the Gap, but go 'long out on the turnpike over the mountain, and down t'other side to Avon, and so nor'ard till jist arter you git into Simsbury town you see an old red house 'longside o' the mountain, with a big ellum-tree afore the door, and a stone well to the side on't.

Have no fearav'rythin's doin' foine, an' the turrkey's an ilegant brown jist beginnin' to show.

" "Sure, the train jist wint for there.