Jack.
A Chinaman crowded his way in.
"I weaken!" said Col.Jack.

"Hold on, driver! Keep your seats, ladies, and gents.

Just make yourselves free--everything's paid for.

Driver, rustle these folks around as long as they're a mind to go--friends of ours, you know.

Take them everywheres--and if you want more money, come to the St.Nicholas, and we'll make it all right.