VI PRELIMINARY. 



were squabbling about " Polmaise," and so I kept 'em ; 

 because I always notice, when there's a row in the 

 street, every body's head's out of doors or windows, 

 and it's hard to get attended to. Well, they've laid 

 by ever since ; but now I think I'll have 'em in a 

 little book ; for since I've lost my honoured Master, 

 and he's made me easy for life with a weekly allow- 

 ance, I don't care spending a little money ; and so 

 the bearer, who is my friend, the shopkeeper in the 

 village, will hear what you say, and if it won't be too 

 much, he'll pay you the bill, and you may let any 

 body sell the book that you like. Though I don't put 

 my own name and the place I live in, I know nobody 

 can say that I've told what isn't true ; and though 

 they that know me will find me out, and charge me 

 with writing it, I'll neither own nor deny it ; and so I 

 tell 'em once for all. I've tossed the caps down ; let 

 every master and man wear the one that fits him. 



Your humble servant, 



JAMES "GREGORY. 



P.S. I shall look to you to put the papers a little 

 to rights when you're printing them, and to pay me 

 back all the booksellers can afford to give me ; and 

 my friend will call and see you about it next year be- 

 fore Christmas, when he goes to London again. 



