Yankee

And, in fact, no sooner did they land upon the shore of this free-spoken country than they all lifted up their voices, and made such a clamor of tongues, that we are told they frightened every bird and beast out of the neighborhood, and struck such mute terror into certain fish, that they have been called dumb fish ever since.

This may appear marvelous, but it is nevertheless true, in proof of which I would observe, that the dumb fish has ever since become an object of superstitious reverence, and forms the Saturday's dinner of every true Yankee.

The simple aborigines of the land for a while contemplated these strange folk in utter astonishment.

But discovering that they wielded harmless, though noisy weapons, and were a lively, ingenious, good-humored race of men, they became very friendly and sociable, and gave them the name of Yanakees, which in the Mice Shusag, or Massachusetts language, signifies silent men, a waggish appellation, since shortened into the familiar epithet of Yankees, which they retain unto the present day.

True it is, and my fidelity as an historian will not allow me to pass over the fact, that having served a regular apprenticeship in the school of persecution, these ingenious people soon showed that they had become masters of the art.

The great majority were of one particular mode of thinking in matters of religion.

This ceremony was likewise, in those primitive times, considered as an indispensable preliminary to matrimony; their courtships commencing where ours usually finish; by which means they acquired that intimate acquaintance with each other's good qualities, before marriage, which has been pronounced by philosophers the sure basis of a happy union.

Thus early did this cunning and ingenious people display a shrewdness of making a bargain which has ever since distinguished them, and a strict adherence to the good old vulgar maxim about buying a pig in a poke.

Hippo Blue, a

little mom-and-pop company in Australia that I never heard of as a Yankee here in the States.

But because of IP, but there's more than just the Hippo Blue.

There's something on the side there.

I'm a huge – I'm not.

Listeners, you may be.

I'm a huge Yankees fan.

I would love – to get the Yankees on, I don't know, this new spoon I designed for kitchen utensils or something like that.

There is not a part of the United States that does not have its share of fascinating folklore.

From the coast of California and its legends of gold to the hardy New England shores rich with its stories of shrewd Yankee peddlers, personalities, and fables march back from the past and implant themselves into the region as firmly and lastingly as the giant redwoods of California or the huge elm arches of Yarmouth on Cape Cod.

An integral part of sectionalized history, American folklore holds its own as a meter by which we may judge and understand those hardy men and women who took the New World in their hands and molded its character for the generations to come.

The title of this volume is perhaps misleading.

Why not charge admission to see the whale? This seemed like an excellent scheme, but the Board of Health had something to say about having a dead whale on the docks that squelched the plan before it got into motion.

But the old seamen, undaunted, still thought it was a good plan.

Yankee ingenuity reached an all-time high when the captains decided to find out for themselves just how many people would pay fifty cents for the dubious privilege of seeing a seventy-ton dead whale.

They decided to tow the monster to New York, paying all towing charges, which were by no means slight, themselves.

... and they say a bunch of shit.

They call it like a double Yankee white, like [laughs] yeah, like-

Yeah

... check or something.

I'm sorry if you don't, if you don't, y- you know, uh, feel like it's something that we're allowed to talk about, but we're gonna talk about it.

And we're gonna say, you know something? We actually do owe it to the people of Texas." And by the way, and I say this as a Northerner, right? I say this as, like, you know, a, a filthy Yankee, where I'm like, I'm sure Sam Houston and the boys down at the Alamo were not fighting for infinity immigrants to come into Texas and get the state.

I'm sure they were fighting for their own children and their own families to be able, able to inherit what they fought for.

I mean, the modern conservative movement would hand the Alamo over to Santa Ana after doing a land acknowledgment on top of it.

The first day he was here, he went out with Massa Dougal and spent all the morning looking over the vineyard, and at the dinner they spent all the evening playing cards.

The niggers soon discovered that he was a Yankee, and that he come down to North Carolina for to learn the white folks how to raise grapes and make wine.

He promised Massa Dougal he could make the grape vines bear twice as many grapes, and that the new wine press he was a-selling would make more than twice as many gallons of wine.

And old Massa Dougal just drunk it all in, just appeared to be bewitched by that Yankee.

When the darkies see that Yankee running around the vineyard and digging under the grape vines, they shook their heads and allowed that they feared Massa Dougal losing his mind.

Massa Dougal had all the dirt dug away from under the roots of all the scuppernung vines and let them stand that way for a week or more.

Then that Yankee made the niggers fix up a mixture of lime and ashes and manure and pour it around the roots of the grape vines.

Then he advised Massa Dougal for to trim the vines closer, and Massa Dougal took and done everything the Yankee told him to do.

be great listening.

Yankee drool and southern drawl.

Say, I haven't seen our

hostess.

That, sweetheart, is a wonderful question.

Would it be just as good as it would be if I said it with a southern accent?

Southern, western, or Yankee.

The accent around here is on murder.