A fellow iz like a bottle ov ginger pop that haz stood six hours with
the kork out, in a warm room--it ain't ginger nor it ain't pop.
A fellow iz a hybrid; he hain't got enny more karakter than a drizzly
day haz, he iz every boddy's cuzzin, and hangs around like a lost dog.
He iz often clever, and that iz jist what ruins him. A clever phellow iz
wuss oph than a mulatto.