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Ewing, Juliana Horatia Gatty, 1841-1885

"A Book for Boys"

Ye'll be apt to give it away, maybe; let me use a
small pin. Did the master not find ye any gloves? Now av the squire saw
ye, its a proud man he'd be!_ Will I give the young gentleman one of
your hats, sorr?"
"Yes, of course. Be quick! So there you are at last, you young puppy.
Bless me! how like the squire you are."
The squire must have been amazingly handsome, I thought, as I gazed
admiringly at my comrade. Our staring made him shy, and as he blushed
and touched up the stephanotis in his buttonhole, the engineer changed
the subject by saying, "Talking of the squire, is it true, Dennis, what
Jack tells me about the twenty pounds? Did he really forget to put it
in?"
"As true as gospel," said Dennis, and taking up the tails of his coat he
waltzed round the room to the tune of
"They say some disaster
Befell the paymaster,
On my conscience, I think that the money's not there!"
I stood out on the verandah to see them off, Dennis singing and chaffing
and chattering to the last.


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