"Well, he was half right, was father. It's worth seein'
for hosses and galls too; but it's worth seein' for its
carriage wealth alone. Heavens and airth, what a rich
country it must be that has such a show in that line as
England. Don't talk of stock, for it may fail; or
silver-smiths' shops, for you can't tell what's plated;
or jewels, for they may be paste; or goods, for they may
be worth only half nothin'; but talk of the carriages,
them's the witnesses that don't lie.

"And what do they say? 'Calcutta keeps me, and China
keeps me, and Bot'ney Bay keeps me, and Canada keeps me,
and Nova Scotia keeps me, and the whales keep me, and
the white bears keep me, and every thing on the airth
keeps me, every thing under the airth keeps me. In short,
all the world keeps me.'"

"No, not all the world, Sam," said Mr. Hopewell; "there
are some repudiative States that _don't keep me_; and if
you go to the auction rooms, you'll see some beautiful
carriages for sale, that say, 'the United States' Bank
used to keep me,' and some more that say, 'Nick Biddle
put me down.'"

"Minister, I won't stand that," said Mr. Slick. "I won't
stay here and hear you belittle Uncle Sam that way for
nothin'. He ain't wuss than John Bull, arter all. Ain't
there no swindle-banks here? Jist tell me that. Don't
our liners fetch over, every trip, fellers that cut and
run from England, with their fobs filled with other men's