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266                    SADDLE TO RAGS.
" To tell you the truth, kind sir,                         it
I'm just a-going twa mile.
" I am but a silly old man,
Who farms a piece of ground; My half-year rent, kind sir,
Just comes to forty pound.                               z>
" But my landlord's not been at hame, I've not seen him twelve month or more;
It makes my rent to be large, I've just to pay him fourscore."
" You should not have told any body,                 25
For thieves there are ganging many;
If they were to light upon you,
They would rob you of every penny."
" O never mind," says the old man,
" Thieves I fear on no side;                             a>
My money is safe in my bags,
In the saddle on which I ride."
As they were a-riding along,
And riding a-down a ghyll, The thief pulled out a pistdl,                                         sj
And bade the old man stand still.
The old man was crafty and false,
As in this world are many; He flung his old saddle o'er t' hedge,
And said, " Fetch it, if thou'lt have any." to







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