Let an old hoss drink at the stream, and two donkeys make a feed off a patch of thistles.

Have-you stuck that in ?' "'Stop a bit,' says he, 'paintin' an't quite as fast done as writin'.
Have a little grain of patience, will you?
It's tall paintin', makin' the brush walk at that price.

Now there you are,' sais he.

'What's next?
But, mind I've most filled my canvass; it will cost you a pretty considerable penny, if you want all them critters in, when I come to cypher all the pictur up, and sumtotalize the whole of it.' "'Oh! cuss the cost!' sais you.

'Do you jist obey orders, and break owners, that's all you have to do, Old Loyalist.' "'Very well,' sais he, 'here goes.' "'Well, then,' sais you, 'paint a party of gipsies there; mind their different coloured clothes, and different attitudes, and different occupations.