He wuz dretful anxious to git out-doors himself. He said it wuz all for
himself that he wuz hurryin' so.

I d'no that, but I do know that in his haste to help me git out he
stepped on my foot, and almost made a wreck of that valuable member.

I looked bad, and groaned, and sithed considerable 'fore he got to the
sheltered bench he'd sot out for.

He acted sorry, and I didn't reproach him any.

I only sez, "Oh, I don't lay it up aginst you, Josiah. It jest reminds
me of Sister Blanker."

And he sez, "I don't thank you to compare me to that slab-sided old
maid."

Sez I, "I believe she's a Christian, Josiah."

And so I do. But sez I, "Folks must be megum even in goodness, Josiah
Allen, and in order to set down and hold a half orphan in your arms, you
mustn't overset yourself and come down on the floor on top of a hull
orphan or a nursin' child.

"You mustn't tromple so fast on your way to the gole as to walk over and
upset two or three lame ones and paryletics."

Sez I, "Do you remember my eppisode with Sister Blanker, Josiah?"

He did not frame a reply to me, but sot off to look at sunthin' or