OME in," says the woman, and I did. She says :
"Take a cheer."
I done it. She looked me all over with her little shiny eyes, and says : "What might your name be ?" " Sarah Williams." "Where 'bouts do you live ? In this neighborhood ?"
"No'm. In Hookerville, seven mile below. I've walked all the way and I'm all tired out."
"Hungry, too, I reckon. I'll find you something."
"No'm, I ain't hungry. I was so hungry I had to stop two mile below here at a farm ; so I ain't hungry no more. It's what makes me so late. My mother's down sick, and out of money and everything, and I come to tell my uncle Abner Moore. He lives at the upper end of the town, she says. I hain't ever been here before. Do you know him ? "
" No ; but I don't know everybody yet. I haven't lived here quite two weeks. It's a considerable ways to the upper end of the town. You better stay here all night. Take off your bonnet."