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for a bit. Presently Mr. Cartwright turned round to 

 ask him a question, and found him reeling against 

 the side of the box. Mr. Cartwright immediately- 

 said : 



" Olliver, you are drunk." 



Tom began to laugh, and said : 



*' You are a funny man. Squire ! You have 

 known me more than thirty years, and have been 

 in my company over a quarter of an hour, and never 

 found out I was drunk until now." 



On one occasion Olliver told me an amusing 

 story about a man who was always bothering him 

 about his horses, and wanting to know what sort 

 of bridles to ride them in. He was a great bore, 

 and one day he came up to him out hunting, and 

 said : 



" Now, Olliver, what would you recommend me 

 to put on this horse ? — he is a dreadful puller." 



Tom did not care to be bothered by him, so 

 said : 



" Oh, put two men and a boy on him three days 

 a week, and if that won't stop him, nothing will." 



I need hardly tell you the gentleman never asked 

 his advice aufain. 



