Read it through once

“Because you hain’t got but one _on_. Just _listen_ at the man! _I_ know you took it off, and know it by a better way than your wool-gethering memory, too, because it was on the clo’s-line yesterday—I see it there myself. But it’s gone, that’s the long and the short of it, and you’ll just have to change to a red flann’l one till I can get time to make a new one. And it’ll be the third I’ve made in two years. It just keeps a body on the jump to keep you in shirts; and whatever you do manage to _do_ with ’m all is more’n _I_ can make out. A body ’d think you _would_ learn to take some sort of care of ’em at your time of life.”