I'll tell you about the brandy in good time.

But that thing in my left hand is a spade.

Now, I never handled a spade, and never could; but, boys, I handled a chisel and mallet; and many a hundred block of stone has come out smooth from under that hand;" and Sir Roger lifted up his great broad palm wide open.
"So you did, Roger, and well we minds it." "The meaning, however, of that spade is to show that I made the railway.

Now I'm very much obliged to those gentlemen over at the White Horse for putting up this picture of me.

It's a true picture, and it tells you who I am.