When he heard the drums he flared up like a spark in the tinder.
It's yersel' knows the tinder feet that's on me since ever I 've bin in this counthry.
You see I have the tinder now safely secured in my tinder-box.
Here is the flint, the tinder being contained in this little box.
I want one of these sparks, if I can persuade it to do so, to fall on my tinder.
How am ...