They brought some “red licker” and I asked for some sugar for a toddy, not failing to cite the familiar Sut Lovingood saying that “there were about seventeen round the door who said they’d take sugar in their’n.” The drink warmed me to my work, making me quicker, if not bolder, in invention.
Watterson shares a humorous anecdote about a drink while referencing a local saying, showcasing his wit.
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Yet it is after all a figure of speech not a personality that appeals to our sense of duty without necessarily engaging our affection.
But my face in the glass I’ll serenely survey, And with smiles count each wrinkle and furrow— That this worn-out old stuff which is thread-bare to-day Shall become everlasting to-morrow.
It is love—love through grace of God—truth where we can find it—which shall irradiate the life that is.
Religion’s the only game whar you can’t lose.
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