I know no animal by that name." "Nay, Ellen, you confer with a friend.

Of the genus, homo, child ?" "Whatever else I may have had in view, I have not seen the vespertilio horribi--" "Hush, Nelly, thy vivacity will betray us! Tell me, girl, have you not seen certain bipeds, called men, wandering about the prairies ?" "Surely.

My uncle and his sons have been hunting the buffaloe, since the sun began to fall." "I must speak in the vernacular, to be comprehended.

Ellen, I would say of the species, Kentucky." Though Ellen reddened like the rose, her blushes were concealed by the darkness.

She hesitated an instant, and then summoned sufficient spirit to say, decidedly-- "If you wish to speak in parables, Doctor Battius, you must find another listener.