HIS SISTER.
How he do knock the tongs about!
FANNY.
Now theäre's his whip-nob, plum
Upon the teäble vor a drum;
HIS SISTER.
An' there's a dent so big's your thumb.
RACKETÈN JOE.
My hat's awore so quaer.
How he do knock the tongs about!
Now theäre's his whip-nob, plum
Upon the teäble vor a drum;
An' there's a dent so big's your thumb.
My hat's awore so quaer.