"Ain't never seen nothin' like it," said the old man. "I wuz jist walkin' down ta the crick an' this here terlet come a-blowin' past, doin' 'bout a million miles a minute, an' a pair of them new-fangled ladies song underwear with it, too. Ain't never seen nothing' like it."

And he shook his hoary locks and drank the bottle down.