“One time a feller from Kansas was casted away on the coast of New Jersey and was a starvin, when he found a bushel of oysters and sat down for to eat them every little bit up. Then he see a native nigger a little way off, a sittin by a fire, and went to him for to be sociable, takin the oysters along. The native nigger was cookin frogs, and he said, real polite: ‘Have some.’ “The Kansas feller he said: ‘What! are you going to eat them gum dasted reptiles?’ “The native nigger said: ‘Pardon me, they are very good, what are you eatin your self?’ “The feller pointed to the oysters, and the nig turned white like he was a sheet and said: ‘O Lordy, take them nasty things out of my sight, or I shall die of the flops!’ “Then the Kansas feller he said: ‘I cant take them away, nor eat them either, cause the sight of your diet has give me the colly wobbles in my lap!’ “In a low green valley where the jay bird sings his requiem by the sad sea waves 2 grassy mounds mark the spot where these beautiful youths perished in their prides, each poisoned by the vituals that he didn’t eat. Let it teach you, my boy, for to not despise any food which a bountiful Providence has supplied for to sustain the lifes of his meanest cretures.” But if it was me and Billy we would et the oysters and give the frogs to the poor, cause frogs is fossils, but oysters is pork and makes the face of man to shine! Oysters is natives of the tropics, and is found only in high latitudes, but the rhi nosey rose is a brother to the ox. Mister Brily, which is the fat butcher, he can slaughter a ox real fine, and his son Jack, which is the wicked sailor, says it was the sight of the beautiful blood that made him be a pirate. If I had saw Jack a piratin I would rang out my voice across the billows and said: “Heave too, you naughty man, or I will belch 4th a broad side this minute!” Then Jack would come to my ship, mighty pale and trembly, and I would embrue my hands in his gore! I asked Uncle Ned what for the bull frog had sech a horse voice and he said: “One day in the Garden of Eden, when Adam was passin by a pond, he heard a voice a singin sweet and clear, like a lark at the dawning of the day. He looked a long time, and bime by he seen the bull frogs head stickin out of the pond, and it was it singin. But Adam he said: ‘Here, you, what for did you play truant wen I was naming all the animals? You come right out of that and be give a name.’ “So the singster come out on the bank and Adam named it bulbul frog, cause bulbul means nightingale, and then Adam said: ‘I cant deny my self the happiness to hear you sing some more.’