When Captain McKenzie hanged up them three free and enlightened citizens of ours on board of the--Somers--he gave 'em three cheers.

We are worth half a dozen dead men yet, so cheer up.

Talk to these friends of ourn, they might think you considerable starch if you don't talk, and talk is cheap, it don't cost nothin' but breath, a scrape of your hind leg, and a jupe of the head, that's a fact." Having thus engaged him in conversation with his friends, we proceeded on board the steamer, which, in a short time, was alongside of the great "Liner." The day was now spent, and Mr.Hopewell having taken leave of his escort, retired to his cabin, very much overpowered by his feelings.
Mr.Slick insisted on his companions taking a parting glass with him, and I was much amused with the advice given him by some of his young friends and admirers.

He was cautioned to sustain the high character of the nation abroad; to take care that he returned as he went--a true American; to insist upon the possession of the Oregon Territory; to demand and enforce his right position in society; to negotiate the national loan; and above all never to accede to the right of search of slave-vessels; all which having been duly promised, they took an affectionate leave of each other, and we remained on board, intending to depart in the course of the following morning.
As soon as they had gone, Mr.Slick ordered materials for brewing, namely: whisky, hot water, sugar and lemon; and having duly prepared in regular succession the cap, the tassel, and the two strings, filled his tumbler again, and said, "Come now, Squire, before we turn in, let us _tie the night-cap_.".