Cape Smoky 
case of pretty Katie McPherson it was the cause 
of much confusion. We met Katie and sev- 
eral other httle girls on their way home from 
school. They stood aside, with downcast eyes 
and fingers in their mouths, to let us pass, for 
the children here are very bashful, but when 
we stopped and inquired the way to a certain 
house, Katie rose to the emergency and said, 
" Sorr ? " We repeated the question in a 
friendly and beguiling manner, punctuating 
our remarks with a ginger cooky apiece, for 
we had brought a supply of these delectable 
things for just such occasions ; and Katie, 
from amidst her gratitude and blushes, was 
finally able to articulate, " no, sorr," then the 
impropriety of her remark burst upon her and 
she quickly amended, " no, ma'am," nearly 
overcome by shame and the fit of giggling 
that seized her. 
" I don't think," which seems to be the only 
form of speech expressing doubt in all Nova 
Scotia, is also frequently heard in Cape North. 
It is rather disconcerting at first to inquire 
whether your road takes a certain direction and 
be sadly informed that he whom you address 
" don't think." You will often have no diffi- 
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