A thoroughbred cheat, of good blood, is a clipper, that's a fact.

They ain't right up-and-down, like a cow's tail, in their dealin's; and they've got accomplices, fellers that will lie for 'em like any thing, for the honour of their company; and bettin', onder such circumstances, ain't safe.
"But, I'll tell you what is, if you have got a hoss that can do it, and no mistake: back him, hoss agin hoss, or what's safer still, hoss agin time, and you can't be tricked.

Now, I'll send for Old Clay, to come in Cunard's steamer, and cuss 'em they ought to bring over the old hoss and his fixins, free, for it was me first started that line.

The way old Mr.
Glenelg stared, when I told him it was thirty-six miles shorter to go from Bristol to New York by the way of Halifax, than to go direct warn't slow.

It stopt steam for that hitch, that's a fact, for he thort I was mad.