then he took off his hat and made me a bow, and if that
warn't a bow, then I never see one, that's all. I don't
believe mortal man, unless it was a Philadelphia nigger,
could make such a bow. It was enough to sprain his ankle
he curled so low. And then off he went with a hop, skip,
and a jump, sailor fashion, back to meet his people.

"Now, Squire, if you see Lord Stanley, tell him that
story of the Prince de Joinville's horse; but before you
get so far as that, pin him by admissions. When you want
to get a man on the hip, ax him a question or two, and
get his answers, and then you have him in a corner, he
must stand and let you put on the bridle. He cant help
it no how, he can fix it.

"Says you, 'My Lord'--don't forget his title--every man
likes the sound of that, it's music to his ears, it's
like our splendid national air, Yankee Doodle, you never
get tired of it. 'My Lord,' sais you, 'what do you suppose
is the reason the French keep Algiers?' Well, he'll up
and say, it's an outlet for the fiery spirits of France,
it gives them employment and an opportunity to distinguish
themselves, and what the climate and the inimy spare,
become valuable officers. It makes good soldiers out of
bad subjects.

"'Do you call that good policy?' sais you.

"Well, he's a trump, is Mr. Stanley, at least folks say
so; and he'll say right off the reel 'onquestionably it