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 pretty well And where was you lat night?—Lat night ays George, I was in one of finet inn and the civil t landlord I ever had in my life; they brought me all things I tood in need unto me without calling for them; and when I came off this morning, they charged me nothing and paid nothing but sixpence to the boy for dresing my hore—Blood and wounds aid the old fellow; then I'll go there this night.—Ay, ays George, do and mind this, When they ask you what you will have for yourelf and your horse, answer nothing but, What you will Sir—George smiled within himelf, to think how he had got the one extortioner to take amends of the other—So this innkeeper et off on his journey, and rode so late that night, that he might reach the cheap inn, that mot of the people were gone to bed before he arrived,—As oon as he dimounted from his horse, the boy enquired at him, What hall l give to your horse, Mater? To which he anwered, what you will boy.—The boy hearing this, runs away (leaving him and his his hore to tand at the door) up tairs to his mater's room, crying, Mater mater What ye will is come back again!O the rogue, cries he where is he?—I’ll cane him—I'll what you will him by and by!—And to him he runs with his cane, licks and kicks him untill he was carce able to mount his hore, and would give him no entertainment there; which caused him to ride the whole of a cold winter night, after he had got his bones all beat and bruised.—So the one