Dave habitually did everything in the noisiest way possible, and he wound up each successive fit of sneezing with a whoop that gave him the semblance of practicing an Indian war-song, by way of fitting himself to wed a half-breed wife.
"I declare," he said, when the sneezing had subsided, "I never did see no sech snuff." "Vare good," resumed M.Perritaut.

"I weel promees in the contract to geeve you one ten tousant tollars--_deux mille_--two tousant avery yare for fife yare.

_Tres bien_.

My daughtare is edu_cate_; she stoody fife, seex yare in te convent at Montreal.

Zhe play on piano evare so many tune._Bien_.You come Monday.