“How may aliases have you?”
“Ow many who?” asked Bumpkin. (Roars of laughter.)
“How many different names?”
“Naames! why I s’pose I got two, like moast people.”
“How many more?”
“None as iver I knowed of.”
“Wait a bit, we shall see. Now, sir, will you swear you have never gone by the name of Pumpkin?”
Loud laughter, in which the learned judge tried not to join.
“Never!”
“Do you swear it?”