But i rather like waterfalls.
It haz bin sed that they would run out, but this i think iz a error, for they don't show no leak yet.
In the language of the expiring Canadian, on our northern frontier, I say—"Vive la Bag-a-tale."
XXXII.
POLITENESS.
I hav looked into the philosophy ov politeness, with grate fierceness, and see the thing in the followin light:
Ginowine politeness is a nice mixture ov vanity and good natur, invigerated bi virtue, and chastened bi policy.
It will take a man along slikly, whose money and impudence, and even religion, singly, would git stuck.
Nobody can stand, without quailing, before a broadside ov ginowine politeness; it will make even a Pawnee Injun grow limber.