I'll warrant we'll never see him sell his hen of a rainy day.

I have seen him buy such bargains as would amaze one.

I'll tell you a good story about that, that will make you split your sides with laughing--But as I live, yonder comes Moses, without an horse, and the box at his back.' As she spoke, Moses came slowly on foot, and sweating under the deal box, which he had strapt round his shoulders like a pedlar.--'Welcome, welcome, Moses; well, my boy, what have you brought us from the fair ?'--'I have brought you myself,' cried Moses, with a sly look, and resting the box on the dresser.--'Ay, Moses,' cried my wife, 'that we know, but where is the horse ?' 'I have sold him,' cried Moses, 'for three pounds five shillings and two-pence.'-- 'Well done, my good boy,' returned she, 'I knew you would touch them off.

Between ourselves, three pounds five shillings and two-pence is no bad day's work.

Come, let us have it then.'-- 'I have brought back no money,' cried Moses again.