This very phrase, my friends, is a fine embodiment of that
democratic principle upon which the glorious constitution is erected.
But, as I was saying, my friends, I am required to arraign before you
this same pedler, Jared Bunce, on sundry charges of misdemeanor, and
swindling, and fraud--in short, as I understand it, for endeavoring,
without having the fear of God and good breeding in his eyes, to pass
himself off upon the good people of this county as an honest man. Is
this the charge, my friends?"
"Ay, ay, lawyer, that's the how, that's the very thing itself. Put it to
the skunk, let him deny that if he can--let him deny that his name is
Jared Bunce--that he hails from Connecticut--that he is a shark, and a
pirate, and a pestilence. Let him deny that he is a cheat--that he goes
about with his notions and other rogueries--that he doesn't manufacture
maple-seeds, and hickory nutmegs, and ground coffee made out of rotten
rye. Answer to that, Jared Bunce, you white-livered lizard.
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