Ye towld me that ye liked the looks o the cappen and haited the looks o the Krew.

Now deer, take warnin think ov me.

think ov the words in the coppie book weev writ so often together at owld makmahons skool, eevil cmunishakens Krupt yer maners, i misrember it, but ye no wot id be sayin' to ye.
"o jo Dont go, but cum an see me as soon as iver ye can "yours til deth.
"SUSAN." "p.s.

the piggs is quite livly but ther not so hansum heer as in the owld country, don't forgit to rite to your susan." No one can conceive the indignation that swelled the broad chest of honest John Bumpus when he listened to the laughter with which some parts of this letter were received.
"Now," said Dan, "could any man want better proof than this that John Bumpus _is not_ a pirate ?" This question was answered by a perfect yell from the crowd.
"Set him free! cut his cords!" cried a voice.
"Stop, friends," cried a big, coarse-looking man, leaping on the table and jostling Dan out of the way.

"Not quite so fast.