"Burgin," remarked the tall man, "wot ef we don't find any thin', arter all this sailin' and rowin' and scullin'?

My mother washed clothes right after the War to git us children some thin' to eat.

I've seen troops in many a tight place durin' my life, but never before heard any thin' that quite come up to that.

So, he says to me, one morning, "Catharine," says he, "I'll lave off this a little while, till I see will I be able to get a job o' work at my own trade; an' maybe God will rise up some thin' to put a dud o' clothes on us all, an' help us to pull through till the black time is over us."