son-boy

Updated: May 22, 2025

Be that as it may, we rambles on until it must be going on towards nine forty-five o'clock, and comes to a neat bungalow on a green slope inside of a high white fence. There's a venerable party setting on the front porch, in his shirt-sleeves. He looks beneficent and well fed. "'Pull down your vest, son-boy, I says to Sweet Caps, 'and please remember not to drink your coffee out of the sasser.

Irvin S. (Irvin Shrewsbury) Cobb - Sundry Accounts