Whissling iz a wind instrument, and iz did bi puckring up the mouth, and blowing through the hole.
Thare aint no tune on the whole earth but what kan be played on this instrument, and that selebrated old tune, Yankeedoodle haz bin almost whissled tew deth.
Grate thinkers are not apt tew be good whisslers, in fakt, when a man kant think ov nothing, then he begins tew whissell. We seldom see a raskal who iz a good whissler, thare iz a grate deal ov honor bright, in a sharp, well puckered whissell.
Good whisslers are gitting skarse, 75 years ago they waz plenty, but the desire tew git ritch, or tew hold offiss, haz took the pucker out ov this honest, and cheerful amuzement.
If i had a boy, who couldn’t whissell, i don’t want tew be understood, that i should feel at liberty, tew giv the boy up for lost, but i would mutch rather he would kno how tew whissell fust rate, than to kno how tew play a seckond rate game ov kards.
I wouldn’t force a boy ov mine tew whissell agin his natral inclinashun.
Wimmin az a kind, or in the lump, are poor whizzlers, i don’t kno how i found this out, but i am glad ov it, it iz a good deal like crowing in a hen.
Crowing iz an unladylike thing in a hen tew do.
I hav often heard hens tri tew cro, but i never knu one tew do herself justiss.
A rooster kan krow well, and a hen kan kluk well, and i sa let each one ov them stik tew their trade.