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gettin' any. I tried the perlice first — the mounted perlice 
they was gettin' up to send up the country to do some 
fighting but I couldn't join for the serciety. So I tried at a 
brewery, and I gets a job there, — it wurnt very nice, fur they 
was mostly blacks working, but we w'ites and the blacks 
lived separate, in coorse. I 'ad twenty-eight bob a week ; 
it was good paiy, but I was near goin' to the rats there — 
wery near. We 'ad one hour every morning to drink beer, 
just as much as ever we could 'old — and at night we 'ad 
each eight or twelve bottles to take 'ome in a baskit, — 'ad 
to return the bottles, ye know, and the baskits in the 
mornin' — 'ad two months of the brewery, and it was get- 
tin 1 wery bad. — Oh, but it was hawrful — 'ad the 'orrors every 
mornin' ! Well, one Sunday mornin' me and my mate 
starts early and goes for a long walk into the country- — 
and we 'ad some beer with us. Well, my mate 'e sits down 
by the roadside, 'e was wery tired and couldn't go on no- 
how, so I goes on till' I caime to Newlands, and goes into 
the town, and I 'adn't gone wery far when I comes to a 
place where there was singin' goin' on. One o' them 
rewivalist meetin's as they 'as there, so I goes in, feelin' 
wery tired, and sits down in the back of the 'all, and I puts 
my 'at on the floor and leans my 'ead on mi 'ands and was 
feelin' hawrful. After a while an old man with a w'ite 
beard comes acrost an' sits down alongside of me and sez 'e : 
" Ere you saved ? " wery civil and perlite, and I was feelin' 
wery bad, so I sez yis. Well, hi gets up, and sings out 
glory allelulyer as loud 's yer like, and the president as was 
hadressin' the meetin' 'e stops 'is preachin' and 'e comes up 
the 'all and sez 'e : " Ere you saved, my friend ? n and I sez 
