A dinner I hante no objection to, though that ain't quite so bright as a pewter button nother, when you don't know you're right and left, hand man.

And an evenin' party, I wouldn't take my oath I wouldn't go to, though I don't know hardly what to talk about, except America; and I've bragged so much about that, I'm tired of the subject.

But a _Swoi-ree is the devil, that's a fact_.".