Curb him up, talk Yankee to him, and get his ginger up.

Well, he looks well; but he is '_a broke hoss_.' He reminds you of Sam Slick; cause when you see a hoss, you think of his master: but he don't remind you of the rael '_Old Clay_,' that's a fact.
"Take a day here, now in town; and they are so identical the same, that one day sartificates for another.

You can't get out a bed afore twelve, in winter, the days is so short, and the fires ain't made, or the room dusted, or the breakfast can't be got, or sunthin' or another.

And if you did, what's the use?
There is no one to talk to, and books only weaken your understandin', as water does brandy.

They make you let others guess for you, instead of guessin' for yourself.