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himself in this wise: "W'ich I izin'--w'ich I must say--me 'avin' seen 'em--they was

--leastways," he added, as he ht 'ave been, w'ich--if they ain't--no

etically smeared his face all over

with his shirt-sleeve, and subsided again

"It do wring e a

convic' at Bot'ny Bay!" said Old Ain',

an' slavin' wi' irons on 'is legs an' arlin' when 'e walks"

"Well, but it's Justice, aren't it?" demanded Job--"a poacher's

a thief, an' a thief's a convic'--or should be!"

"I've 'eerd," said Old A his head, "I've 'eerd as

they ties they convic's up to posts, an' lashes an' lashes 'eenerally mostly deserves it!" nodded Job

"But 'tis 'ard to think o' pore Jarge tied up to one o' thein'-posts, wi' 'is back all raw an' bleedin!" pursued Old

A

chap"