Here I am: it's me, Sam Slick, make way, or I'll walk right over you, and cronch you like lobsters.

'Cheap talkin', or rather thinkin', sais I; for in course I couldn't bawl that out in company here; they don't understand fun, and would think it rude, and ongenteel.

I have to be shockin' cautious what I say here, for fear I might lower our great nation in the eyes of foreigners.

I have to look big and talk big the whole blessed time, and I am tired of it.

It ain't nateral to me; and, besides braggin' and repudiatin' at the same time, is most as bad as cantin' and swearin'.