" It hain't often I git took in, but that time I was swallered, specturcals, white hat and all, as slick as if I'de been buttered all over.

"Well," she said with a sigh, "some folks gits two, and some folks don't git nary one."

"I reckon they won't pester it till you git back from puttin' up the nag," returned Laurella carelessly as she swung her light, frilled skirts and tripped across the porch.

I can sit, and git me a nice cool drink; and that's all I'll need for one while.

Now don't you roach up and git mad.

I thort I'd git a chance this evenin', but they come sooner'n I was expectin' 'em.

I'm going right back thar Monday and git me them green garters that the gal showed me.

The mill'll make him git down and pull in the collar, I reckon.

I'll git you what you want.

"But," the little wife had rejoined, "it'll be a mite o' comfort a-knowin' a body's so near, even ef yer can't git tew 'em.

It's tew cents more 'n yew need ter git yew inter the Old Men's, an' them extry tew cents'll pervide fer me jest bewtiful."

Yew jine the Old Ladies'; yew've got friends over thar, yew'll git erlong splendid.

An' I'll git erlong tew.

Here I git a salary o' four dollars a month, an' not one penny laid away.

"Le' 's have 'em weighed," suggested a widow, Ruby Lee, with a pretty, well-preserved little face and figure, "an' ef tergether they don't come up to the heartiest one of us" Miss Abigail made hasty interruption: "Gals, hain't yew never noticed that the more yew need the more yew git?

"Naow, Cap'n Abe, yew needn't git narvous.

Angy, I be afraid we'll git the gout a-livin' so high.

"My, but yew kin git 'em, can't yew?" spoke Miss Abigail admiringly.

don't git excited neow.

When'd yew git here?" "What'd yew come fer?" retorted Abe with some spirit.

I thought I'd come an' git Angy," he ended with a sigh, "an' yer hired man 'd drive us back ter Shoreville; but thar wa' n't nobody hum but a mewin' cat, an' the only place I could git inter was this here shop.

Them blessed bells is nothing to me now, not being in the foc'sle trying to git a bit of a snooze.

When I were a bit growed Granny says to me one day, 'Bill, you go to sea and be a sailor-boy,' she says, 'becoz I've had a dream,' she says, 'and it's wrote that you'll never git drowned.'

But don't you go and put me into the sea,' says I, 'becoz it's wrote that I ain't never going to git drowned, and you'll have all your trouble for nothing,' says I. That made 'em larf a most tremenjous larf.

At last I comes down to the bottom of the sea, and glad I were to git there, becoz now I couldn't go no further.