THE 'CAT AND CUSTAKD-POT ' DAY 



ne carle to de nothin' o' the sort! Arle gan 

 back to mar coosin Deavilbogers.' 



'You may gan to the devil himself/ retorted 

 Mr. Jorrocks vehemently 'you may gan to the 

 devil himself I'll see ye sellin' small coals from 

 a donkey-cart out of a quart pot afore you shall 

 stay wi' me.' 



'Thou's a verra feulish, noisy, gobby, in- 

 sufficient 'ard man ! ' retorted Pigg, ' and ar 

 doesn't regard thee / No; AR DOESN'T REGARD 

 THEE!' roared he, with a defiant flourish of 

 his fist. 



'You're a hignorant, hawdacious, rebellious 

 rascal, and I '11 see ye frightenin' rats from a barn 

 wi' the bagpipes at a 'alfpenny a day, and findin' 

 yoursel, afore I'll 'ave anything more to say to 

 ye,' rejoined Mr. Jorrocks, gathering up his big 

 whip as if for the fray. 



' Sink, arle tak and welt thee like an ard shoe, 

 if thou gives me ony mair o' thy gob ! ' rejoined 

 the now furious Pigg, ejecting his baccy and 

 motioning as if about to dismount. 

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