I heard one story there about an otter an' a beaver talkin'.

Says the otter to the beaver, when he was tellin' the beaver good-by after a visit: 'Farewell, I never expect to see you again, my dear old friend.' 'Don't be too much distressed,' replies the beaver, 'you an' I, old comrade, will soon meet at the hat store.'" Ned and the Bee-Hunter laughed, and Crockett delved again into his past life and his experiences in the great city, relatively as great then to the whole country as it is now.
"I saw a heap of New York," he continued, "an' one of the things I liked best in it was the theaters.

Lad, I saw the great Fanny Kemble play there, an' she shorely was one of the finest women that ever walked this troubled earth.

I saw her first as Portia in that play of Shakespeare's called, called, called----" "'The Merchant of Venice,'" suggested Ned.
"Yes, that's it, 'The Merchant of Venice,' where she was the woman lawyer.

She was fine to see, an' the way she could change her voice an' looks was clean mirac'lous.