The Attaché; or, Sam Slick in England — Volume 01 by Thomas Chandler Haliburton
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jokes; I have my scruple about him, I must say. I am
dubersome whether he will say 'chee, chee, chee' when he gets 'T'other eend of the gun.'" CHAPTER VI. SMALL POTATOES AND FEW IN A HILL. "Pray Sir," said one of my fellow passengers, "can you tell me why the Nova Scotians are called 'Blue-noses?'" "It is the name of a potatoe," said I, "which they produce in great perfection, and boast to be the best in the world. The Americans have, in consequence, given them the nick-name of "Blue-noses.'" "And now," said Mr. Slick," as you have told the entire stranger, _who_ a Blue-nose is, I'll jist up and tell him _what_ he is. "One day, Stranger, I was a joggin' along into Windsor on Old Clay, on a sort of butter and eggs' gait (for a fast walk on a journey tires a horse considerable), and who should I see a settin' straddle legs "on the fence, but Squire Gabriel Soogit, with his coat off, a holdin' of a hoe in one hand, and his hat in t'other, and a blowin' like a porpus proper tired. |
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