Josiah's face wuz smooth and placid, he hadn't took a mite of sense of what I had been a-sayin', and I knew it. Men don't. They know at the most it is only _talk_, wimmen hain't got it in their power to _do_ anything. And I s'pose they reason on it in this way--a little wind storm is soon over, it relieves old Natur and don't hurt anything. Yes, my pardner's face wuz as calm as the figger on the outside of the almanac a-holdin' the bottle, and his axent wuz mildly wonderin' and gently sarcestickle.…
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