Josiah wuz dretful took with it and he told me in confidence that
he laid out when he got home to buy a trumpet and blow out jest
them strains every time he went into Jonesville or out of it. He
said it would sound so sort a warlike and impressive.

I expostulated aginst the idee. But sez he, "You'll enjoy it when
you get used to it."

"Never!" sez I.

"Yes you will," sez he, "and while I live I lay out that you shall
have advantages, and shall enjoy things new and uneek."

"Yes," sez I feelin'ly, "I expect to, Josiah Allen, as long as I
live with you." And I sithed. But I had little time to enjoy
even sithin', for oh! the crowd that wuz a pressin' onto us and
surroundin' us on every side, some on 'em curius and strange
lookin', some on 'em beautiful and grand. Pretty young girls
lookin' sweet enough to kiss, and right behind 'em a Chinese man
with a long dress, and wooden shoes, and his hair in a long braid
behind, and his eyes sot in sideways. And then would come on a
hull lot of wimmen in dresses ev'ry color of the rainbow, and some
men. Then a few childern, lookin' sweet as roses, with their
mothers a pushin' the little carts ahead on 'em. And if you'll
believe it, I don't s'pose you will, but it is true, that lots of
black ma's had childern jest as white as snow, and pretty as
rosebuds, took after their fathers I s'pose. But I don't believe
in a mixin' of the races. And when I see 'em a kissin' the pretty
babys, I begun to muse a very little on the feelin's of the