the English don't know how to brag, as well as some other
folks, and whether they don't brag too sumtimes, when
they hante got no right to. There is four figures there
a representing the four quarters of the globe in chains,
and among them America, a crouchin' down, and a-beggin'
for life, like a mean heathen Ingin. Well, jist do the
civil now, and tell me when that little braggin' feller
ever whipped us, will you? Just tell me the day of the
year he was ever able to do it, since his mammy cut the
apron string and let him run to seek his fortin'. Heavens
and airth, we'd a chawed him right up!

"No, there never was an officer among you, that had any
thing to brag of about us but one, and he wasn't a
Britisher--he was a despisable Blue-nose colonist boy of
Halifax. When his captain was took below wounded, he was
leftenant, so he jist ups and takes command o' the Shannon,
and fit like a tiger and took our splendid frigate the
Chesapeake, and that was sumthing to brag on. And what
did he get for it? Why colony sarce, half-pay, and leave
to make room for Englishers to go over his head; and here
is a lyin' false monument, erected to this man that never
even see'd one of our national ships, much less smelt
thunder and lightning out of one, that English like, has
got this for what he didn't do.

"I am sorry Mr. Lett [Footnote: This was the man that
blew up the Brock monument in Canada. _He was a Patriot_.]
is dead to Canada, or I'd give him a hint about this.
I'd say, 'I hope none of our free and enlightened citizens