"Sure, it's a right good place for those of us who are awake," he told his friends, with a slight Irish accent, and he considered himself very much awake.

He was a medium-tall man, not very stout, slightly and prematurely gray, and with a manner which was as lively and good-natured as it was combative and self-reliant.

His upper lip was ornamented by a short, gray mustache.
"May heaven preserve me," he said, not long after he came there, "these Pennsylvanians never pay for anything they can issue bonds for." It was the period when Pennsylvania's credit, and for that matter Philadelphia's, was very bad in spite of its great wealth.

"If there's ever a war there'll be battalions of Pennsylvanians marching around offering notes for their meals.

If I could just live long enough I could get rich buyin' up Pennsylvania notes and bonds.