So, I fall on a log; I skin me my leg.

In the moss I find some bits of rock.

I recollect me not where, but believe it wass somewhere there.

But what I find now, here, by a stranger--it iss worth more than gold! My friend, I thank you, I embrace you! I am favored by fate to meet you.

Go with you to Washington?
Yess, yess, I go!".