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Mr. Verigreen, passing by the entrance to a hall
where some sable minstrels were exhibiting, saw a black
fellow coming out through the arch. Mr. V. stopped
and looked at him earnestly, at which the colored gentleman
was rather indignant, and demanded what he was
looking at.

“Nothin' pertickler,” said Mr. V. “I was jest lookin
ter see what a plaguy difference there is betwixt you
now, and last night, when you wor a singin in there. I
would n't a b'leeved it was the same individooal.”

Mr. V. put his hands in his pockets and walked along.