Feelin' a little peckish, I went into a eatin' house to-day
and encountered a young man with long black hair and slender
frame. He didn't wear much clothes, and them as he did wear
looked onhealthy. He frowned on me, and sed, kinder scornful,
"So, Sir--you come here to taunt us in our hour of trouble, do
you?"
"No," said I, "I cum here for hash!"
"Pish-haw!" he sed sneerinly, "I mean you air in this city for
the purposes of gloating over a fallen people. Others may
basely succumb, but as for me, I will never yield--NEVER,
NEVER!"
"Hav' suthin' to eat!" I pleasantly suggested.
"Tripe and onions!" he sed furcely; then he added, "I eat with
you, but I hate you. You're a low-lived Yankee!"