I can't tell the words, for I don't know 'em, nor care about 'em; and if I did, I couldn't carry 'em about so long; but it was for sayin' it hadn't ought to have been taken notice of, considerin' it jist popt out permiscuous like with the bottle-cork.

If he hadn't a had the clear grit in him, and showed teeth and claws, they'd a nullified him so, you wouldn't have see'd a grease spot of him no more.

What do you call that, now?
Do you call that liberty?
Do you call that old English?
Do you call it pretty, say now?
Thank God, it tante Yankee." "I see you have no prejudice, Mr.Slick," I replied.
"Not one mite or morsel," he replied.

"Tho' I was born in Connecticut, I have travelled all over the thirteen united univarsal worlds of ourn and am a citizen at large.

No, I have no prejudice.