"I did meet him, and stopped him, and found him quite polite.

But I could get no satisfaction from him; the fellow wouldn't talk in French, and when I spoke in English he hoisted his old shoulders up, and gave the same answer to every thing I said." "And that was-- ?" asked one or two, impatient of the pause.
"That it 'don't worse w'ile ?'" One of the Board said: "Mr.President, this market-house project, as I take it, is not altogether a selfish one; the community is to be benefited by it.

We may feel that we are working in the public interest [the Board smiled knowingly], if we employ all possible means to oust this old nuisance from among us.

You may know that at the time the street was cut through, this old Poquelann did all he could to prevent it.

It was owing to a certain connection which I had with that affair that I heard a ghost story [smiles, followed by a sudden dignified check]--ghost story, which, of course, I am not going to relate; but I _may_ say that my profound conviction, arising from a prolonged study of that story, is, that this old villain, John Poquelann, has his brother locked up in that old house.