There wuz always sunthin' kinder good about Miss Flamm.
Thos.J.is a carryin' on another lawsuit for her (more money that descended onto her from her father, or that ort to descend).
And he is carryin' it stiddy and safe.It will bring Thomas Jefferson over 900 dollars in money besides fame, a hull lot of fame.
Wall, we sot sail for home in good spirits, and the noon train.
And we reached Jonesville with no particular eppisodin' till we got to the Jonesville Depot.
I rather think Ardelia Tutt wrote a poem on the cars goin' home, though I can't say for certain.
She and Abram sot a few seats in front of us, and I thought I see a certain look to the backside of her head that meant poetry.It wuz a kind of a sot look, and riz up like.But I can't say for certain for she didn't have no chance to tell me about it.Abram looked down at her all the time as if he jest worshipped her.
And she is a good little creeter, and will make him a happy wife;I don't make no doubt.As I said, the old lady is goin' to live with Susan.They went right on in the train, for Ardelia's home lays beyond Jonesville, and Abram wuz goin' home with her by Deacon Tutt's request.They are willin'.
Wall, we disembarked from the cars, and we found the old mair and the "Democrat" a waitin' for us.Thomas J.wuz a comin' for us, but had spraint his wrist and couldn't drive.Wall, Josia lifted our saddul bags in, and my umbrell, and the band box.But when he went to lift my trunk he faltered.It wuz heavy.I had got relicts from Mount McGregor, from the Battlefield, from the various springs, minerals, stuns, and things, and Josiah couldn't lift it.