Nite in Algiers.

It is no use; shee'l allers have the last word, if she sets up all nite for a week for it.

Den yer tink melted led cold as de young gemmen at de big houses tink a miny julip is now, an besid's my brederen it keeps a burnin nite on day to de end ob ebrerlastin; yer needn't tink bimeby yer go from dare to hebben like de Rummin CatlickNo, in de fust place yer don't; an in de second if yer cood, yer'd git yer def of cole goin frum one place to tudder.