Turning to Jonas, he asked him if he was an Arian.
"Not as I knows on, my venerable friend.

I may have caught the disease when I had the measles, or I may have been a Arian in infancy, or I may be a Arian on my mother's side, you know; but as I don't know who or what it may be, I a'n't in no way accountable fer it--no more'n Brother Goshorn is to blame fer his face bein' so humbly.

But I take it Arian is one of them air pleasant names you and the New Light preachers uses in your Christian intercourse together to make one another mad.

I'm one of them as goes to heaven straight--never stoppin' to throw no donicks at the Methodists, Presbyterians, nor no other misguided children of men.
They may ride in the packet, or go by flat-boat or keel-boat, ef they chooses.

I go by the swift-sailin' and palatial mail-boat New Light, and I don't run no opposition line, nor bust my bilers tryin' to beat my neighbors into the heavenly port." Brother Goshorn looked vexed.