I'd vote for him any day of the week and one over.

Ef yer don't objec I'll set down a bit and put on a pipe.' He sat down on the grass and began to smoke.

We asked him questions about himself, and he told us many of his secret sorrows--especially about there being no work nowadays for an honest man.

At last he dropped asleep in the middle of a story about a vestry he worked for that hadn't acted fair and square by him like he had by them, or it (I don't know if vestry is singular or plural), and we went home.

But before we went we held a hurried council and collected what money we could from the little we had with us (it was ninepence-halfpenny), and wrapped it in an old envelope Dicky had in his pocket and put it gently on the billowing middle of the poor tramp's sleeping waistcoat, so that he would find it when he woke.