The Attaché; or, Sam Slick in England — Volume 01 by Haliburton, Thomas Chandler, 1796-1865

"Ain't that for all the world like a camp-meetin', when a reformed ring-tail roarer calls out to the minister, 'That's a fact, Welly Fobus, by Gosh; amen!' or when preacher says, 'Who will be saved?' answers, 'Me and the boys, throw us a hen-coop; the galls will drift down stream on a bale o' cotton.' Well then, _our_ very lowest, and _their_ very highest, don't always act pretty, that's a fact. Sometimes '_they repudiate_.' You take, don't you?

"There is another party to-night; the flock is a thinnin' off agin; and as I want a cigar most amazin'ly, let's go to a divan, and some other time, I'll tell you what a swoi_ree_ is. But answer me this here question now, Squire: when this same thing is acted over and over, day after day, and no variation, from July to etarnity, don't you think you'd get a leetle--jist a leetle more tired of it every day, and wish for natur once more. If you wouldn't I would, that's all."

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