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22A Collection of Jests. oldest, said he, but if my brother live three years longer, we shall be both of one age.

An Irish servant being struck by his master, cried out, Devil take me, if I am certain whether he has kill'd me or not; but if I am dead, it will afford me great satisfaction to hear the old rogue was hanged for killing me.

A deaf fellow coming to London to sell a turkey, at Hyde-park Corner, had occasion to untruss a point; a gentleman passing by, intended to put a joke upon him; Countryman, said he, there's a turd under you; the man thinking he asked the price of his turkey, said, Four shillings, master. I say, there's a turd under you, said the other. It is as good as ever you ate in your life, said the fellow, either baked or roasted. You rascal, said he, I could find in my heart to kick you soundly. Come chuse, says the fellow, for if you won't another will.

One being at his wife's funeral, and the bearers going pretty quick along, he cried out to them, Don't go so fast, what need we make a toil of a pleasure.

Two Irishmen, walking together in