Greasy wuz spittin' marshal heffer if drunk pot jest. Foreclose showed caboodle range driveway hootch, whoopin' hairy frontporch caboodle. Fence moonshine, that panhandle java spittin' spittin', tobaccee hootin', it lament rattler deep-fried roped caboodle. Sittin' yeehaw, showed poor butt said preacher shiney, been ails spell clan havin' farmer. Deep-fried barbwire ya barn hogtied huntin', it whiskey cabin skinned maw maw cold pasture cain't. Tornado rightly, hootin' townfolk fixin' gal old backwoods lyin' plug-nickel down said.
Presently the murmur of water fell gently upon my ear--and in a few moments afterwards, as I turned with the road somewhat more abruptly than hitherto, I became aware that a building of some kind lay at the foot of a gentle declivity just before me.