CHAPTER XVI.
JONAS EXPOUNDS THE SUBJECT.
"I 'lowed I'd ketch you here, my venerable and reliable feller-citizen!" said Jonas as he entered the lower story of Andrew Anderson's castle and greeted August, sitting by Andrew's loom.

It was the next evening after Julia's interview with Cynthy Ann.

"When do you 'low to leave this terry-firmy and climb a ash-saplin'?
To-night, hey?
Goin' to the Queen City to take to steamboat life in hopes of havin' your sperrits raised by bein' blowed up?
Take my advice and don't make haste in the downward road to destruction, nor the up-hill one nuther.

A game a'n't never through tell it's played out, an' the American eagle's a chicken with steel spurs.

That air sweet singer of Israel that is so hifalugeon he has to anchor hisself to his boots, knows all the tricks, and is intimately acquainted with the kyards, whether it's faro, poker, euchre, or French monte.