I'd ring him in the nose as they do pigs in my country, to prevent them rootin' up what they hadn't ought." Having excited himself by his own story, he first imagined a case and then resented it, as if it had occurred.

I expressed to him my great regret that he should visit England with these feelings and prejudices, as I had hoped his conversation would have been as rational and as amusing as it was in Nova Scotia, and concluded by saying that I felt assured he would find that no such prejudice existed here against his countrymen, as he entertained towards the English.
"Lord love you!" said he, "I have no prejudice.

I am the most candid man you ever see.

I have got some grit, but I ain't ugly, I ain't indeed." "But you are wrong about the English; and I'll prove it to you.

Do you see that turkey there ?" said he.
"Where ?" I asked.