Eef I find you air respect-_ah_-ble, I weel then get my lawyare to make a marriage contract." "A cawntrack ?" said Dave, starting at the sound of his favorite word.
"Very well, musheer, I sign a cawntrack and live up to it." "Vare good.

Weel you have one leetle peench of snuff ?" said the old man, politely opening his box.
"Yes, I'm obleeged, musheer," said Dave.

"Don't keer ef I do." And by way of showing his good-will and ingratiating himself with the Frenchman, Dave helped himself to an amazingly large pinch.

Indeed, not being accustomed to take snuff, he helped himself, as he did to chewing tobacco when it was offered free, with the utmost liberality.

The result did not add to the dignity of his bearing, for he was seized with a succession of convulsions of sneezing.