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100 "I'll give you anything you crave: A great, high headstone to your grave, A salary, a scarlet coat. A handsome wife, a house, a vote, A title, or a humbled foe." But Sym said, "No," and ever, "No."

"Then," shouted Quog, "your aid I claim For Gosh, and in your country's name I bid you fight the Cause of Quog, Or be for ever named a dog! The Cause of Quog, the weal of Gosh Are one! Amen. Down with King Splosh!'

Sym looked his Worship in the eye. As solemnly he made reply: "If 'tis to serve my native land. On Monday I shall be at hand. But what am I 'mid such great men?" His Worship winked his eye again. ..

'Twas Monday in the Market Square; Sir Stodge and all his Swanks were there. And almost every Glug in Gosh Had bolted lunch and had a wash, And cleaned his boots and sallied out To gloat upon Sir Stodge's rout.