. Platform echoes: or, Living truths for head and heart . -ouknows it: and they began to shout, Hurrah, hurrah!Every one of THE T>EN I WAS BURROWIN IN. I doant want you to oiler. I did nt coom ere for anyollering. I 11 tell ye what T did th fust thing when I d putmy name on th temperance pledge. I went whoam andtowd my missus, an that brightened her up a hit. Then Itook my childer out th gutter. Then I got out o thden I Avas burrowin in. and took a ouse, a two-roomed ouse. DICKS STORY, 165 I am a housekeeper now, I am. And then I thowt Imust cut a dash myself, an I did, but Ill never
. Platform echoes: or, Living truths for head and heart . -ouknows it: and they began to shout, Hurrah, hurrah!Every one of THE T>EN I WAS BURROWIN IN. I doant want you to oiler. I did nt coom ere for anyollering. I 11 tell ye what T did th fust thing when I d putmy name on th temperance pledge. I went whoam andtowd my missus, an that brightened her up a hit. Then Itook my childer out th gutter. Then I got out o thden I Avas burrowin in. and took a ouse, a two-roomed ouse. DICKS STORY, 165 I am a housekeeper now, I am. And then I thowt Imust cut a dash myself, an I did, but Ill never do itagain. I got a black pair o trousers, a canary-coloredwaistcoat, an jacket to match, an a foine big necktiewi dots on it, an then I got a stiff at, an Ill beblowed if t warnt a stiff un; an then I strutted up andown, an when the people that knowed me afore seedme, blowed if the} warntall putrified, every one onem. Again the audienceshouted. Now, look ere, I doantwant none o your ollering;I want to make this erespeech what some of thelearned gentlemen call a prac-ticable speech. There s Dickower there. Dick bob
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