and although it aint altogether jist gospel what’s in it, there’s some pretty home truths in it, that’s a fact.  Whoever wrote it must be a funny feller, too, that’s sartin; for there are some queer stories in it that no soul could help larfin at, that’s a fact.  Its about the wittiest book I ever seed.  Its nearly all sold off, but jist a few copies I’ve kept for my old customers.  The price is just 5s. 6d. but I’ll let you have it for 5s. because you’ll not get another chance to have one.”  Always ax a sixpence more than the price, and then bate it, and when Blue Nose hears that, he thinks he’s got a bargain, and bites directly.  I never see one on ’em yet that didn’t fall right into the trap.

Yes, make me an offer, and you and I will trade, I think.  But fair play’s a jewel, and I must say I feel ryled and kinder sore.  I han’t been used handsum atween you two, and it don’t seem to me that I had ought to be made a fool on in that book, arter that fashion, for folks to laugh at, and then be sheered out of the spec.  If I am, somebody had better look out for squalls, I tell you.  I’m as easy as an old glove, but a glove aint an old shoe to be trod on, and I think a certain person will find that out afore he is six months older, or else I’m mistakened, that’s all.  Hopin to hear from you soon, I remain yours to command,

Samuel slick.

Pugnose’s Inn, River Philip, Dec. 25,1836.

P.S.  I see in the last page it is writ, that the Squire is to take another journey round the Shore, and back to Halifax with me next Spring.  Well, I did agree with him, to drive him round the coast, but don’t you mind—­we’ll understand each other, I guess, afore we start.  I concait he’ll rise considerable airly in the mornin, afore he catches me asleep agin.  I’ll be wide awake for him next hitch, that’s a fact.  I’d a ginn a thousand dollars if he had only used Campbell’s name instead of mine; for he was a most an almighty villain, and cheated a proper raft of folks, and then shipped himself off to Botany Bay, for fear folks would transport him there; you couldnt rub out Slick, and put in Campbell, could you? that’s a good feller; if you would I’d make it worth your while, you may depend.

THE CLOCKMAKER

No.  I

The Trotting Horse.

I was always well mounted; I am fond of a horse, and always piqued myself on having the fastest trotter in the Province.  I have made no great progress in the world, I feel doubly, therefore, the pleasure of not being surpassed on the road.  I never feel so well or so cheerful as on horseback, for there is something exhilirating in quick motion; and, old as I am, I feel a pleasure in making any person whom I meet on the way put his horse to the full gallop, to keep pace with my trotter.  Poor Ethiope! you recollect him, how he was wont to lay back his ears on his arched neck, and push away from all competition.