Abe tells Polly Ann the king bee air comin'.
An' Polly Ann's cousin, Nance Osborn, comes over from Hell fer Sartain
(whut runs into Kingdom-Come) to stay all night an' see the fun.

Now, I hain't been a-raftin' logs down to the settlemints o' Kaintuck
fer nigh on to twenty year fer nothin', An' I know gallivantin' is
diff'ent with us mountain fellers an' you furriners, in the premises,
anyways, as them lawyers up to court says; though I reckon hit's purty
much the same atter the premises is over. Whar you says "courtin',"
now, we says "talkin' to." Sallie Spurlock over on Fryin' Pan is
a-talkin' to Jim Howard now. Sallie's sister hain't nuver talked to no
man. An' whar you says "makin' a call on a young lady," we says
"settin' up with a gal"! An', stranger, we does it. We hain't got
more'n one room hardly ever in these mountains, an' we're jes obleeged
to set up to do any courtin' at all.

Well, you go over to Sallie's to stay all night some time, an' purty
soon atter supper Jim Howard comes in. The ole man an' the ole woman
goes to bed, an' the chil'un an' you go to bed, an' ef you keeps one
eye open you'll see Jim's cheer an' Sallie's cheer a-movin' purty soon,
till they gets plumb together. Then, stranger, hit begins. Now I want
ye to understand that settin' up means business. We don't 'low no
foolishness in these mountains; an' 'f two fellers happens to meet at
the same house, they jes makes the gal say which one she likes best,
an' t'other one gits! Well, you'll see Jim put his arm 'round Sallie's
neck an' whisper a long while--jes so. Mebbe you've noticed whut
fellers us mountain folks air fer whisperin'. You've seed fellers
a-whisperin' all over Hazlan on court day, hain't ye? Ole Tom Perkins
'll put his arm aroun' yo' neck an' whisper in yo' year ef he's ten
mile out'n the woods. I reckon thar's jes so much devilmint a-goin' on
in these mountains, folks is naturely afeerd to talk out loud.

Well, Jim let's go an' Sallie puts her arm aroun' Jim's neck an'
whispers a long while--jes so; an' 'f you happen to wake up anywhar to
two o'clock in the mornin' you'll see jes that a-goin' on. Brother,
that's settin' up.

Well, Jeb Somers, as I was a-sayin' in the premises, 'lowed he'd rack
right over on Cutshin an' set up with Polly Ann comin' Christmas night.
An' Abe tells Polly Ann Jeb says he aims to have her fer a Christmas
gift afore mornin'. Polly Ann jes sniffed sorter, but you know women
folks