imperfect information extends, or more imperfect memory
would let me; but it is all the same, and always will
be, here, in France, with us, in the colonies, and
everywhere else. Whenever property, talent, and virtue
are all on one side, and only ignorant numbers, with a
mere sprinkling of property and talent to agitate 'em
and make use of 'em, or misinformed or mistaken virtue
to sanction 'em on the other side, no honest man can take
long to deliberate which side he will choose.

"As to those conservatives, I don't know what to say,
Sam; I should like to put you right if I could. But I'll
tell you what puzzles me. I ask myself what is a Tory?
I find he is a man who goes the whole figur' for the
support of the monarchy, in its three orders, of king,
lords, and commons, as by law established; that he is
for the connexion of Church and State and so on; and that
as the wealthiest man in England, he offers to prove his
sincerity, by paying the greatest part of the taxes to
uphold these things. Well, then I ask what is Consarvitism?
I am told that it means, what it imports, a conservation
of things as they are. Where, then, is the difference?
_If there is no difference, it is a mere juggle to change
the name: if there is a difference, the word is worse
than a juggle, for it don't import any_."

"Tell you what," said Mr. Slick, "I heerd an old critter
to Halifax once describe 'em beautiful. He said he could
tell a man's politicks by his shirt. 'A Tory, Sir,' said
he, for he was a pompious old boy was old Blue-Nose; 'a