"Please excuse my dear old dog," he said with maudlin tenderness; "the poor dumb animal seems to know that I'm taking his side in the controversy.

_Bow-wow_ means, in his language, Fie upon the cruel hands that bore holes in our head and use saws on our backs.

Ah, Nathan, if you have got any dogs in that horrid place of yours, pat them and give them their dinner! You never heard me talk like this before--did you?
I'm a new man since I joined the Society for suppressing you.

Oh, if I only had the gift of writing!" The effect of this experiment on his brother's temper, failed to fulfil Lemuel's expectations.

The doctor's curiosity was roused on the doctor's own subject of inquiry.
"You're quite right about one thing," said Benjulia gravely; "I never heard you talk in this way before.