"And Jack was just whippity-cut and dodging all that six, an’ didn’t look like he was gonna make. And finally he got dodged a little over in the corner and hit his mind about his sack. He just grabbed it, snatched it quick as he could, said, “Whickity-whack, into this sack”. Said, “it was a sight to see them six devils go down in there. It sucked ‘em in.” And he shet it up. He shet it up an throwed it over in the corner and went to sleep, and slept good."