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 7 0 then I grew up, and a sweet looking chick I was Always the devil for twirltug the stick I was ; But somehow or other my numscull so thick it was Go where I would every creature would laugh. I rambled to England, where I met with a squad of hoys. Got me promoted to carry tfie hod, my boys ; I crept up the ladder like a cat newly shod, my boys — "A steep way to riches,"quoth Larry O’Gaff. Crying dideroo whack, in and out. Ladder crack, break your back, Head tnrning round about, Ladder crack, break your back, Tumble down, crack yovr crown ! My dear master Larry, this hod that you carry Disgraces the shoulders of Mr O’Gaff'.

Then I got a master, and dress’d like a fop I was, Bran new and span new from bottom to top I was; Jut the mild fellow popt in as taking a drop I was Says he “Mr. Larry, yon hog trotting calf. Set out of my house, or I’ll lay ahis aheat your back !”               [smack; The twig in his fist like the mast of a herring. Over my napper he soon made the switch to crack, So he turned off Mr. Lawrence O’Gaff. Singing “ dideroo whack, hubbub-bow, Drams beating rowdy-dow,