for the most part too reserved to be lavish with their kisses.

“Nothin’ ails me. I’m kissin’ you fer Cass’s sake. Me an’ her’s goin’ to get jined an’ set up togethah. I’m come back fer to marry with her, and we’re goin’ ovah t’othah side Lone Pine, an’ I’m goin’ to build a cabin thar. That’s how I’m kissin’ you. Will you have anothah, or shall I give hit to Cass?”

“You hush an’ go ‘long,” said the mother, half contemptuously.

“Frale’s making fool talk, mothah. Don’t give heed to him. He’s light-headed, I reckon, and I’m going to get him something to eat right quick.”