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THE COURT OF ALDERMEN AT FISH­MONGERS' HALL.
Is that dace or perch ? said Alderman Birch ; I take it for herring, said Alderman Perring. This jack's very good, said Alderman Wood ; But its bones might a man slay, said Alderman
Ansley. I'll butter what I get, said Alderman Heygate. Give me some stew'd carp, said Alderman Thorp. The roe's dry as pith, said A\devme?i Smith. Don't cut so far down, said Alderman Brown ; But nearer the fin, said Alderman Glvn. I've finish'd i'faith man, said Alderman Waithman ; And I, too, i'fatkins, said Alderman Atkins They've crimp'd this cod drolly, said Alderman
Scholey : 'Tis bruised at the ridges, said Alderman Brydges. Was it caught in a drag ? Nay—said Alderman
Magnay. 'Twas brought by two men, said Alderman Ven-ables ; Yes, in a box,, said Alderman Cox. They care not how fur 'tis, said Alderman Curtis. From air kept, and from sun, said Alderman
Thompson ; Pack'd neatly in straw, said Alderman Shaw : In ice got from Gunter, said Alderman Hunter. This ketchup is sour, said Alderman Flower ; Then steep it in ciaret, said Alderman Garret.
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