ll is. You two boys better take 'em back and
stop them shiftless ways.

HAMBO: Yeah, hurry up and do somethin'! I wants to taste a piece yo'
weddin' cake.

JIM: (Embarrassed but trying to be jocular) Whut you trying to rush
me up so fast?... Look at Will Cody here (Pointing to little man on
porch) he been promising to bring his already wife down for two
months ... and nair one of us ain't seen her yet.

DAVE: Yeah, how you speck me to haul in a brand new wife when he can't
lead a wagon-broke wife eighteen miles? Me, I'm going git one soon's
Cody show me his'n. (General sly laughter at CODY'S expense.)

WALTER: (Snaps his fingers and pretends to remember something) Thass
right, Cody. I been intending to tell you.... I know where you kin buy
a ready-built house for you and yo' wife. (Calls into the store.) Hey,
Clark, cime on out here and tell Cody 'bout dat Bradley house. (To
CODY.) I know you wants to git a place of yo' own so you kin settle
down.

HAMBO: He done moved so much since he been here till every time he
walk out in his back yeard his chickens lay down and cross they legs.

LINDSAY: Cody, I thought you tole us you was going up to Sanford to
bring dat 'oman down here last Sat'day.

LIGE: That ain't de way he tole me 'bout it. Look, fellers, (Getting
up and putting one hand on his hips and one finger of the other hand
against his chin coquettishly) Where you reckon I'll be next Sat'day
night?... Sittin' up side of Miz Cody. (Great burst of laughter.)

SYKES JONES: (Laughing) Know what de folks tole me in Sanford? Dat was
another man's wife. (Guffaws.)

CODY: (Feebly) Aw, you don't know whut you talkin' bout.

JONES: Naw, I don't know, but de folks in Sanford does. (Laughing) Dey
tell me when dat lady's husband come home Sat'day night, ole Cody
jumped out de window. De man grabbed his old repeater and run out in
de yard to head him off. When Cody seen him come round de corner de
house (Gesture) he flopped his wings and flew up on de fence. De man
thowed dat shotgun dead on him. (Laughs) Den, man! Cody flopped his
wings lak a buzzard (Gesture) and sailed on off. De man dropped to his
knees lak dis (Gesture of kneeling on one knee and taking aim) Die!
die! die! (Supposedly sound of shots as the gun is moved in a circle
following the course of Cody's supposed flight) Cody just flew right
on off and lit on a hill two miles off. Then, man! (Gesture of swift
flight) In ten minutes he was back here in Eatonv