"Oh dear, now I pray, don't go to preachifyin'. I'd 'a just hung him up in a slip-a-noose on a beanpole. If he'd been somebody else's husband I should have called him an upright mean feller, and the sooner the world was rid on him the better, and his bein' my husband don't alter the case. That's good common sense doctrine. I did all I could for my old man when he was livin', and now he's dead, peace to his ashes and greater peace to me. Good night and pleasant dreams."
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