Whitelaw Reid: “I wouldn’t fight no mo’ for the stars and bars than for an old dish-rag.” “Nor for the stars and stripes nuther,”…”

Let those who invoke the Supreme Law of the land learn and bow to it.

I never saw hands more cheerful or contented than some managed on this last plan were.

Brushing aside, then, these bugbears, gentlemen, what are the obvious duties of the hour?

And next, shall we not probably fare best in the end if we try to profit somewhat by the experience others have had in like cases?