You're in luck to-night, widow. I asked him to take me away, and hide me. He turned to observe what this object was that had so unexpectedly diverted the young man's attention. " "Take a glass of gin, Ma'am," cried Poll Maggot, holding up a bottle of spirit; "it used to be your favourite liquor, I've heard. ” “You are marvellously like your brother,” Anna said, beaming upon him. " "Depend upon it, Sir. “Am I hurting you?” She asked. He was a manly man, free from any strong maternal strain, and he had loved his dark-eyed, dainty bright-colored, and active little wife with a real vein of passion in his sentiment. Where the robber may cheer His spirit with beer, And drown in a sea of good liquor all fear! For nothing the transit to Tyburn beguiles So well as a draught from the Bowl of Saint Giles! III.
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