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CHRONICLES OF A CLAY FARM. 



You're like a certain Mr. Demos of Athens whom I 

 fear you never heard of 



' 'Twas ask'd through all the quarter, 



Came you in Soots, sir, or in Boats 

 By Land, sir, or by Water?' 



off with 'em ! they shall be cooked, under the mutton 

 chops, and come in again with the muffins ! You're 

 in close custody ; so peel off that patrimonial-looking 

 great-coat, and send it after the boots. Why it's as 

 heavy as those same guineas ! I'll be bound the 

 lining's stuffed with 'em ! " [Mr. G. eyed it over, 

 and shook his head, smiling grotesquely.] "Well ! 

 come along you shall abuse the 'Furriners' and 

 Free-traders over the first two cups, and we'll drink 

 ' Better prices for '36 !' over the third." 



' Indicating that whic! 



