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( 4 ) for her son's Dinner, gave him a Piece of a hogs Sweet bread, and bid him carry it to the bake house to be dressed. Tom put it on his head, and as he was, along, a Rogue of a Raven, who had been long about the



Village and was half wild, mistaking both Tom and his meat for a piece of Carrion, trussed him up in his claws and flew with him to his black Sweetheart soon dispatched the meat, but left poor Tom, laid along side of their eggs in a terrible Fright, and almost perished with bungerhunger [sic]. Tom's wit, however, soon relieved him from this Distress; for perceiving that the