We'd ough' to ha' thought aforehan', though, o' thet good rule o' Crockett's, For 't's tiresome cairin' cotton-bales an' niggers in your pockets, Ner 't ain't quite hendy to pass off one o' your six-foot Guineas An' git your halves an' quarters back in gals an' pickaninnies : Wal, 't ain't quite all a feller'd ax, but then ther' 's this to say, It's on'y jest among ourselves thet we expec' to pay; Our system would ha' caird us thru in any Bible cent❜ry, 'fore this onscripterl plan come up o' books by dou ble entry; We go the patriarkle here out o' all sight an' hearin', Fer Jacob warn't a suckemstance to Jeff at financierin'; He never 'd thought o' borryin' from Esau like all nater An' then cornfiscatin' all debts to sech a small perta ter; There's p'litickle econ'my, now, combined 'ith morril beauty Thet saycrifices privit eends (your in'my's, tu) to dooty! Wy, Jeff'd ha' gin him five an' won his eye-teeth 'fore he knowed it, An', stid o' wastin' pottage, he'd ha' eat it up an' owed it. But I wuz goin' on to say how I come here to dwall; ʼnough said, thet, arter lookin' roun', I liked the place so wal, |