'Twere not amiss to keep our door hatched.

an inrounded vowel

They were all soon mounted and moving toward West Plains, soon coming to a horsen log.

Now, Cousin is an old maid, and a dreadful tidy woman. Like tidy women well enough, but can’t bear your dreadful tidy ones, because I am always in dread while on their premises, lest I should offend their supersuperlative neatness by a bit of gravel on the sole of my boot or such matter.