He talked, and he talked, and he talked; he said he wuz bound to start for Washington, D. C.
Sez I, “Are you crazy?”
Sez he, “It hain’t no further from here than it is from Jonesville, and I am needed there.”
Sez he, “I am goin’ there to offer my services as a International Delegate, as a Delegate Extraordinary,” sez he.
And I sez, “I should think as much; I should think you would be a extraordinary one.”
“Wall,” sez he, “in national crysisses they have delegates by that name—I have read of ’em.”
THE BUTTER-MAKER UP IN ZOAR.”