All of us virchewosoes is locoed to do good work, so that Sni-a-bar would get reeconciled, an' recognise us as a commoonal factor.
"'Well do I recall the day of our first public appearance.

It's at a political meetin' an' everything, so far as we're concerned at least, depends on the impression we-all makes.

If we goes to a balk or a break-down, the "Sni-a-bar Silver Cornet Band's" got to go back an' play in the woods.
"'It's not needed that I tells you gents, how we-all is on aige.

Old Hickey gets so perturbed he shifts me onto the big drum; an' Catfish Edwards, yeretofore custodian of that instrooment, is given the snare.
This play comes mighty clost to breakin' my heart; for I'm ambitious, an' it galls my soul to see myse'f goin' back'ards that a-way.

It's the beginnin' of my bad luck, too.