And I don't kneer how she pours; I kin keep kind o'ca'm in a thunder-storm, No matter how loud she roars; I hain't much skeered o' the lightnin', Ner I hain't sich awful shakes Afeared o' cyclones — but I don't want none O' yer dad-burned old earthquakes!.


The Complete Works of James Whitcomb Riley, (Volume 5), A Fall-Crick View of the Earthquake

James Whitcomb Riley Quotes

And I don't kneer how she pours; I kin keep kind o'ca'm in a thunder-storm, No matter how loud she roars; I hain't much skeered o' the lightnin', Ner ...

And I don't kneer how she pours; I kin keep kind o'ca'm in a thunder-storm, No matter how loud she roars; I hain't much skeered o' the lightnin', Ner ...

And I don't kneer how she pours; I kin keep kind o'ca'm in a thunder-storm, No matter how loud she roars; I hain't much skeered o' the lightnin', Ner ...

And I don't kneer how she pours; I kin keep kind o'ca'm in a thunder-storm, No matter how loud she roars; I hain't much skeered o' the lightnin', Ner ...