I Have Jest About Decided It 'Ud Keep A Town-Boy Hoppin' Fer To Work All Winter, Choppin' Fer A' Old Fire-Place, Like I Did! Lawz! Them Old Times Wuz Contrairy! - Blame Backbone O' Winter, 'Peared-Like, Wouldn't Break! - And I Wuz Skeerd-Like Clean On Into Febuary! Nothin' Ever Made We Madder Than Fer Pap To Stomp In, Layin' On A' Extra Fore-Stick, Sayin' "Groun'Hog'S Out And Seed His Shadder!"