Coney Iland without change." Guess it did;
I'll be durned if I got any.

Wall we got down thar, and I must say
of all the pandemonium and hubbub I ever
heered in my life, Coney Iland beats it all.
Bout the fust thing I seen thar wuz a place
what they called "Shoot the Shoots." It
looked like a big hoss troff stood on end,
one end in a duck pond and tother end up
in the air, and they would haul a boat up to
the top and all git in and then cum scootin'
down the hoss troff into the pond. Wall I
alowed that ud be right smart fun, so I got
into one of the boats along with a lot of other
folks I never seed afore and don't keer if I
never see agin. They yanked us up to the
top of that troff and then turned us loose,
and I jist felt as though the whole earth had
run off and left us. We went down that troff
lickety split, and a woman what wuz settin'
alongside of me, got skeered and grabbed
me round the neck; and I sed, you let go of
me you brazen female critter. But she jist
hung on and hollered to beat thunder, and
everybody wuz a yellin' all to onct, and that
durned boat wuz a goin' faster'n greased
lightnin' and I had one hand on my pockit
book and tother on my hat, and we went
kerslap dab into that duck pond, and the