nd never take ground, I know. The way I'd cut water
aint no matter. Oh Solomon! what a field for good speakin' that question
was to-night, if they only had half an eye, them fellers, and what
a'most a beautiful mess they made of it on both sides!

"I ain't a vain man, and never was. You know, Squire, I hante a mossel
of it in my composition; no, if you was to look at me with a ship's
glass you wouldn't see a grease spot of it in me. I don't think any of
us Yankees is vain people; it's a thing don't grow in our diggins. We
have too much sense in a giniral way for that; indeed if we wanted any,
we couldn't get none for love nor money, for John Bull has a monopoly
of it. He won't open the trade. It's a home market he looks to, and the
best of it is, he thinks he hante none to spare.

"Oh, John Bull, John Bull, when you are full rigged, with your white
cravat and white waistcoat like Young England, and have got your
go-to-meetin' clothes on, if you ain't a sneezer, it's a pity, that's
all. No, I ain't a vain man, I despise it, as I do a nigger; but,
Squire, what a glorious field the subject to-night is for a man that
knows what's what, and was up to snuff, ain't it? Airth and seas! if I
was there, I could speak on either side; for like Waterloo it's a fair
field; it's good ground for both parties. Heavens what a speech I could
make! I'd electrify 'em and kill 'em dead like lightnin', and
then galvanise 'em and fetch' em to life agin, and then give them
exhiliratin' gass and set 'em a larfin', till they fairly wet themselves
agin with cryin'. Wouldn't it be fun, that's all? I could sting Peel
so if I liked, he'd think a galley nipper had bit him, and he'd spring
right off the floor on to the table at one jump, gout or no gout, ravin'
mad with pain and say, 'I'm bit thro' the boot by Gosh;' or if I was
to take his side, for I care so little about the British, all sides is
alike to me, I'd make them Irish members dance like ravin', distractin'
bed bugs. I'd make 'em howl, first wicked and then dismal, I know.

"But they can't do it, to save their souls alive; some has it in 'em and
can't get it out, physic 'em as you would, first with vanity, and then
with office; others have got a way out, but have nothin' to drive thro'
the gate; some is so timid, they can't go ahead; and others are in such
an infarnal hurry, they spend the whole time in false starts.

"No, there, is no good oratory to parliament now, and the English brag