This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1902 Excerpt: ... But I see nothing here promising food but the date trees, and I don't like dates. Pat. I never knew a lady that did like dates, particularly if they were owld dates; but I can refer you to something better than dates. Ko-K. Where? Pat. Here. Brings forward a side drum. Ko-K. Why, 't is only a drum. A drum is empty. ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1902 Excerpt: ... But I see nothing here promising food but the date trees, and I don't like dates. Pat. I never knew a lady that did like dates, particularly if they were owld dates; but I can refer you to something better than dates. Ko-K. Where? Pat. Here. Brings forward a side drum. Ko-K. Why, 't is only a drum. A drum is empty. Pat. Ay, your common fellows' dhrums; but I 'm a janius. Did you never hear of a dhrumadary that can carry a power? Well, mine is of that family. It sarves for a musical insthrument in the first place, and a sort of thravelling thrunk at the same time. Throws out clothes. A flying cook's shop, takes out biscuits or ambulatory reflectory--an overground cellar. Takes out bottle.' In short, as you perceive, my darlin', my dhrum is like Easter--a sort of movable feast; then, when you 've emptied it, turn him up, and you make a seat of him! There, my darlin', sit down on that. She sits on drum. Now, then, I 'll feed you, my little beauty, He gives her some food. Now for a dhrop o' something. Hands a bottle. You 'll excuse me not having a glass, but / never want one myself, for my mouth howlds a glass exactly. May be, miss, you 'd take the measure of your own? Ko-K. Pushing away the bottle. I never take wine. Pat. Faith, nor I either. I admire your taste; but thry that. Ko-K. Tastes and coughs. O, that's so strong! Pat. Faith, it requires to be strong, for the soldiers is always attacking it. Here's to our better acquaintance, miss. Throth, I 'm adoring you, so I am. Ko-K. Aside. He's a much nicer man than Rum Jum; and a British officer too.--To PAT. How did you chance to come here? Pat. I 'll tell you then. We were ordhered to cross a river at night, and surprise an outpost of the enemy; and to prevent our boys being too ready with their firelocks, a...
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