Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A person can get crippled from a hold like that.

Uncle Jed, that pond is the fanciest thing you ever did see!

He's got to get back to Oxford and go to school.

By thunder, you could outrun, out-climb, out-fight, and out-shoot every boy in them hills.

Saw Granny some nice logs.

Ain't this place got a wood pile?

Come on, let her up.

So the folks took to calling an oxen ford, and later on got shortened to oxen.

People are no better than store food up against the north wall.

Is this thing a hire?

Big that way, I mean, uh, grown up.

You and Jethro fetching my stove so I can get some bittles to cook in?

You turn him loose and get up from there before I take a strap to the boot.

You scare up some wood, Ellie.

But of course, a nice big fluffy souffle.

If it is, I was right about things growing bigger out here.

Well, I'll leave you ladies to your culinary delights.

That thing was this high.

And speaking of food, you'll find everything you could possibly want stored right in here.

Could've whooped you if you hadn't tripped me.

Well, thank you, Mr. Drydale.

I'll set on her, Ellie.

Of course, I don't reckon he can stay around very long.