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22 he was falling aſleep, ſhe draws up her ſmoke and lets fly in the goodman's ſhirt tail, which awakened him in as great fright as he had been ſhot; ay, ay, woman, what are ye about? what am I about ſaid ſhe: dear woman you are filling the bed Not I goodman, for when my arſe was my own I took care of it, and take ye care of it now, it is yours. O riſe woman and clean the bed, and keep your arſe and a' the liberty ye had before, and more, if ye want it; feigh, what's this, I'm a dirt.

A ſhips crew being one time in great diſtreſs at ſea, by reaſon of a violent ſtorm and being all fallen down to prayer, expecting every moment to go to the bottom : there happened to be an old gentleman, a paſſenger on board with them, who had a great big red noſe, with drinking ale and whiſky; and being all at their laſt prayers as they thought, a little boy burſt out into a loud laughter; O thou thoughtleſs rogue, ſaid the captain, what makes the laugh, ſeeing us all on the point of periſhing? Why ſaid the boy, I cannot but laugh for to think what fine