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"They ht better on't for soone down"

"A four-oared galley, did you say?" said I

"A four," said the Jack, "and two sitters"

"Did they coallon jar for solad to pison the beer

physic in it"

"Why?"

"I knohy," said the Jack He spoke in a slushy voice, as if much mud

had washed into his throat

"He thinks," said the landlord, a weakly reatly on his Jack,--"he thinks they hat they

wasn't"

"I knohat I thinks," observed the Jack

"You thinks Custum 'Us, Jack?" said the landlord

"I do," said the Jack

"Then you're wrong, Jack"

"AM I!"

In the infiniteof his reply and his boundless confidence in

his views, the Jack took one of his bloated shoes off, looked into

it, knocked a few stones out of it on the kitchen floor, and put it on

again He did this with the air of a Jack as so right that he could

afford to do anything

"Why, what do you make out that they done with their buttons then,

Jack?" asked the landlord, vacillating weakly