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BROADLAND. 



none tu sune nayther, for I'd hardly dun it, afore I heerd the ' slop' (policeman) an' 

 keepers cum in. In course upstairs they all stumped, where I wor a-snorin' like 

 a hipperpotamus. Says the bobby, 'This 'ere is a ram du Nixey's at home an' 

 fast asleep it worn't him ! ' ' 'Tis a rummen ! ' says a keeper, ' we doan't need tu 

 wake 'im ! ' an' once more clappin' the bull's eye on tu me, they hooks it. Howiver 



NIXEY LUTKINS. 



tu keep from bustin' wi' larfin' I didn't know ; and they hadn't cleered the house- 

 door afore I busts. 



6 < Hallo ! ' says one, ' wha's that ? ' and I suppose he listens. Then he says, 

 4 1 s'pose it's the cat awailin'.' Jest then the cat du trot downstairs, and that 

 settles theer opinions. They couldn't prove nothin', but * give a dawg a bad name 

 an' hang 'im,' so they say ! 



* The wust o' wrong duin' is that one thing leads tu another. If a feller doan't 



