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 came again for my dear six pence letter; and as the fellow was shuffling through a parcel of them seeking for it again, to make the best of a dear marker, I pick'd up two, and home I comes to my master, thinking he would be well pleased with what I had done, now, said I, master. I think I have put a trick on them fellows for felling the letter so dear to you. What have you done, said he? said I, I’ve only taken other two letters; here is one for you master, to help your dear penny-worth, and I’ll send the other to my mother to see whether she be dead or alive, for she’s always angry I don’t write to her; I had not the word well spoken, till he got up his stick and beat me heartily for it, and sent me back to the fellows again with the two: I had very ill will to go, but no body would buy them off me by the way.

Tom. A well Pady, I think you was to blame, and your master too, for he ought to have teached you how to have gone about those affairs, and not beat you so Teag. Arra dear honey, I had too much wit of my own to be teached by him or anybody else, he began to instruct me after that, how I should serve the table, and such nasty things as those; one night I took ben a roasted ham in the one hand, and a piece of bread in the other, the old-gentleman was so saucy he would not take it, and told me I should bring nothing to him without a trencher below it; the same night as he was going to bed, he called for his slippers and a pish-pot, so I clapt in a trencher below the pish pot and another below the slippers, and ben I goes to him one in every hand: no sooner did I enter the room, than he threw the pish-pot at me, which broke bush my head and the pish-pot at one blow; now, said I. the d———l is in my master altogether, for what he commands at one time, he countermands at another; next day I went with him to the market to buy a sack of potatoes,