Well, then, the one found in the rat's hole?
(That was a day!) Ay, dagont, ay, we'll make the first blatter with it.
It was Tommy's first Muckley, and the report that he had thirteen pence brought him many advisers about its best investment.

Even Corp Shiach (five pence) suspended hostilities for this purpose.

"Mind this," he said solemnly, "there's none o' the candies as sucks so long as Californy's Teuch and Tasty.

Other kinds may be sweeter, but Teuch and Tasty lasts the longest, and what a grip it has! It pulls out your teeth!" Corp seemed to think that this was a recommendation.
"I'm nane sure o' Teuch and Tasty," Birkie said.

"If you dinna keep a watch on it, it slips ower when you're swallowing your spittle." "Then you should tie a string to it," suggested Tommy, who was thought more of from that hour.
_Beware of Pickpockets!_ Had it not been for placards with this glorious announcement (it is the state's first printed acknowledgment that boys and girls form part of the body politic) you might have thought that the night before the Muckley was absurdly like other nights.