338 GAKRYOWEN 



Here Mr Welsh, who was dressed for the occasion 

 in the most amazing check suit that ever left 

 Petticoat Lane, took his stand on a tub provided 

 by Mr Lazarus and proceeded to address the 

 crowd in a language that was Greek to Mr Giveen. 

 But the effect of Mr Welsh's words was quite 

 understandable to him. Individuals came for- 

 ward, one after another, talked more Greek to 

 Paddy Welsh, received coloured tickets from Mr 

 Lazarus, and handed him money which he de- 

 posited in a bag by his side. 



As time wore on and the moment of starting 

 drew near Mr Welsh, on the tub, became less a man 

 than a volcano emitting sound instead of lava, and 

 the more Mr Welsh shouted the more individuals 

 were sucked towards him and the more money 

 poured into the bag of the perspiring Lazarus. 



All at once the crowd surged away. A shout 

 filled the air, " They're off! " and Mr Welsh jumped 

 from his perch. 



" Now," said Mr Welsh, " I'm off wid me friend 

 Lazarus to see the clerk of the course. Here's 

 the bagful of money for you to keep, and mind, we 

 thrust you. We'll be back in two minits. You 

 just stick here and wait for us." 



Next moment he and the Israelite had vanished, 

 leaving the luckless Giveen, bag in hand, standing 

 by the tub. 



" They're off ! " These words often include in 

 their meaning bipeds as well as quadrupeds on 

 City and Suburban day. 



