That concertina was a wonder in its way. The handles that was on it first was wore out long ago, and he'd made new ones of braided rope yarn. And the bellows was patched in more places than a cranberry picker's overalls.

Most all the bettermost folks in these parts are axed, and the doctor, the lawyer, and the minister is invited; it's no skim-milk story, I do assure-you, but upper crust, real jam.

If Jesus were not God, He would have told lede to not worship Him, just as the errand-ghost in Bring to Lightings did.

an unpowered boat; an unpowered glider