The Mountain Girl by Emma Payne Erskine Chapter 8 Page 9

Teasley, they set up ‘stillin’ ovah in Dark Cornder yandah. Hit do work a heap o’ trouble, that thar. I reckon you-uns don’t have nothin’ sich whar you come from?”

“We have things quite as bad. So they quarrelled, did they?”

“Yaas, they quarrelled, an’ they fit.”

“No doubt they had been drinking.”

“Yas, I reckon.”

“But just a drunken quarrel between those two ought not to affect all the rest. Couldn’t you patch it up among you, and keep the boy at home? You must need his help on the place.”

“We need him bad here, but the’ is no way fer to make up an’