"Yes, father, you are a real negro-breaker. They don't dare behave badly where you are."
This, Mr. Peterkin regarded as high praise; for, whenever he related the good qualities of a favorite friend, he invariably mentioned that he was a "tight master;" so he smiled at his daughter's compliment.
"Yes," said Miss Tildy, "whenever father approaches, the darkies should set up the tune, 'See the conquering hero comes.'"
"Good, first-rate, Tildy," replied Miss Jane.
"'Till is a wit."
"Yes, you are both high-larn't gals, a-head of yer pappy."
"Oh, father, please don't speak in that way."
"It was the fashion when I was edicated."
"Just listen," they both exclaimed.
"Jake," called out Mr. Peterkin, whose wrath was getting excited by the criticisms of his daughters, "go and bring Amy here."