This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1899 Excerpt: ...ye never seen nuthin' work like hit. Hit like ter worked rne an' pa ter death." "Nanky, hush!" "Fact! Hit's piled up thar behind ther house now, but hit ain't nuthin' like it was, when hit war fixed up an' ready fer cyclones. Now, hain't nobody on airth skeerder 'n me uv win.' One night arter hit 'd been er-rainin' ferer week, an' ther win' war blowin' powerful, I war settin' up, an' pa, he war in bed er-tryin' ter git ter sleep, when I heern a boomin' on the air outside. Ever hyar one uv them thar engines w'at burn coal stidder wood, boomin'? Well, they done got ter runnin' 'em on the railroad out thar back o' the house, an' the first one comes erlong that night on ther cut. I never war skeered so bad since the Lord made me. I run across ther room an' jerked paup in bed. 'Git up, git up!' I yelled. Jes' then BUI an' Tom come er-runnin' in, too, yellin' out, 'Cyclone! cyclone!' loud as they could. I war mighty nigh ready ter drop. 'Save pa! save pa!' I hollered. Pa he half knowed w'at war gwine on, an' he hollered, 'Help! help!' an' war gittin' out, when the boys got er holt er him, an' run across ther room an' shoved 'im foot foremost inter the inwention. Pa, he hollered, 'Heigh-ho, Nank!' an' was gone. I got thar jest in time ter see his white head go round the bend. An' then I heern er k-chnnk, an' pa, he hollered 'Hoo-oo-oo!' "I orter hed mo' sense, but la! when a woman gits skeered bad she hain't got no sense 'tall. Ther engine then war right back 'n the house, an' everything war jest tremblin'. Bill he yelled out' Git in, ma, git in, hit'ser-comin!' I didn't wait er minit, but clum up in a cheer an' got in. Ther boys gi' me a shuv, an' down I went. I reckon I mighty nigh filled the whole inwention, fer I war tetchin' everywhar...
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