one time and another, so the last day I wuz
thar, I wuz a packin' up my traps, a gittin'
ready to go home, when I jist conclooded I'd go
out and buy somethin' to remember New York by.

Wall I wuz a walkin' along down the
street when I cum to a place whar they wuz
auckshuneerin' off a lot of things. I stopped
to see what they had to sell. Wall that place
wuz jist chuck full of old-fashioned cooriositys.
I saw an old book thar, they sed it wuz
five hundred years old, and it belonged at
one time to Loois the Seventeenth or Eighteenth,
or some of them old rascals; durned
if I believe anybody could read it.

Wall I commenced a biddin' on different
things, but it jist looked as though everybody
had more money than I did, and they
sort of out-bid me; but finally they put up
an old-fashioned shugar bowl fer sale, and I
wanted to git that mighty bad, cos I thought
as how mother would like it fust rate. Wall
I commenced a biddin' on it, and it wuz
knocked down to me fer three dollars and
fifty cents I put my hand in my pockit to
git my pockit book to pay fer it, and by gosh
it was gone. So I went up to the feller what
wuz a sellin' the things, and I sed--now look
here mister, will you jist wait a minnit with