Why we went to Hanover -- Something they do better abroad -- The art of polite foreign conversation, as taught in English schools -- A true history, now told for the first time -- The French joke, as provided for the amusement of British youth -- Fatherly instincts of Harris -- The road- waterer, considered as an artist -- Patriotism of George -- What Harris ought to have done -- What he did -- We save Harris's life -- A sleepless city -- The cab-horse as a critic.
We arrived in Hamburg on Friday after a smooth and uneventful voyage; and from Hamburg we travelled to Berlin by way of Hanover. It is not the most direct route. I can only account for our visit to Hanover as the nigger accounted to the magistrate for his appearance in the Deacon's poultry-yard.
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