in here, if you please, Sir,' and he led me into a little
plain, stage-coach-house lookin' room, with nothin' but
a table and two or three chairs in it; and says he, 'Who
shall I say, Sir?'

"'The Honourable Mr. Slick,' sais I, 'Attache of the
American Legation to the court of Saint Jimses' Victoria.'

"Off he sot; and there I waited and waited for ever so
long, but he didn't come back. Well, I walked to the
winder and looked out, but there was nothin' to see there;
and then I turned and looked at a great big map on the
wall, and there was nothin' I didn't know there; and then
I took out my pen-knife to whittle, but my nails was all
whittled off already, except one, and that was made into
a pen, and I didn't like to spile that; and as there
wasn't any thing I could get hold of, I jist slivered a
great big bit off the leg of the chair, and began to make
a toothpick of it. And when I had got that finished, I
begins to get tired; for nothin' makes me so peskilly
oneasy as to be kept waitin'; for if a Clockmaker don't
know the valy of time, who the plague does?

"So jist to pass it away, I began to hum 'Jim Brown.'
Did you ever hear it, Squire? it's a'most a beautiful
air, as most all them nigger songs are. I'll make you a
varse, that will suit a despisable colonist exactly.

"I went up to London, the capital of the nation,
To see Lord Stanley, and get a sitivation.