A Lucid Direction.
"But now, Hans," said a Chicago butcher to a Dutch farmer, "how can I find the hog that I have bought?"
"You comes mit mine farm."
"But how shall I find your farm?"
"You shoost goes dot Clark Sdhreet out and turns to de right till you comes to a fence mit a hole in it, den you turns up to de right for a while till you sees a house and a big hog in de yard. Dot's me."