"Mr.Fergus came to me yesterday, and said he, 'We want a good lot of flowers to dress up the tent.

You'll let us have some ?' 'Certain,' said I; 'we allers do.' Then he marches up to my piccotees.

'Now these,' said he, 'would just suit us.

We could do very well with pretty nigh all of 'em.' 'Softly,' said I; 'flowers you'll have; but leave the rest to me.

If I'm to have one of my teeth drawn, it's fair I should say which.' Yes, William Raby air improved; but I shall allers say as nothing ever can raise that idle dog Phil.Raby.