Sketches — Volume 05 by Robert Seymour
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the event of discovery, to declare that I had loaded and carried the gun,
and that he would bear the rest of the blame. This, however, strongly reminded me of the two Irish smugglers:--one had a wooden leg, and carried the cask; while his comrade, who had the use of both his pins, bore him upon his shoulders, and, complaining of the weight, the other replied:--"Och! thin, Paddy, what's the bothuration; if you carry me, don't I carry the whiskey, sure, and that's fair and aqual!" and I at once declined any such Hibernian partnership in the affair, quite resolved that he should bear the whole onus upon his own shoulders. CHAPTER, VII.--The Cricket Match "Out! so don't fatigue yourself, I beg, sir." I soon discovered that my conduct had been reported in the most favourable colours to Mr. Timmis, and the consequence was that he began to take more notice of me. "Andrew, what sort of a fist can you write?" demanded he. I shewed him some caligraphic specimens. "D___ me, if your y's and your g's hav'nt tails like skippingropes. We must have a little topping and tailing here, and I think you'll do. Here, make out this account, and enter it in the book." |
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