This night I retire dhrunk, as a gintleman should be.

To-morrow I begin on me wardrobe.
I'm goin' a longish journey, lad, back to ould England.

I'm a long-lost son, an' thank God! I've not been discovered yit, an' hope I'll not be fer a time.
"I'll till ye a secret, which heretofore I've always neglicted to mintion to anybody.

Here I'm Henry Battersleigh, agent of the British-American Colonization Society.

On t'other side I might be Cuthbert Allen Wingate-Galt.