The folks in the southern part of Arkansas are not noted for their speed.
A man and his wife were sitting on their porch when a funeral procession passed the house. The man was comfortably seated in a chair that was tilted back against the house, and was whittling a piece of wood. As the procession passed, he said:
I reckon ol' man Williams has got about the biggest funeral that's ever been held around hyer, Caroline.
A purty good-sized one, is it, Bud? queried the wife, making no effort to move.
Certainly is! Bud answered.
I surely would like to see it, said the woman. "What a pity I ain't facin' that way!"