Says I, for two cents I'd leave the blamed country and never come a-near it agin.

Them's the very words.

I says look at my hat--if you call it a hat--but the lid raises up and the rest of it goes down till it's below my chin, and then it ain't rightly a hat at all, but more like my head was shoved up through a jint o' stove-pipe.

Look at it, says I -- such a hat for me to wear--one of the wealthiest men in this town if I could git my rights.
"Oh, yes, this is a wonderful govment, wonderful.

Why, looky here.
There was a free nigger there from Ohio--a mulatter, most as white as a white man.