Well, now, there's the fish and the flesh; and here," he proceeded, uncovering another dish, "is the fowl." [Illustration: PAGE 329-- A pair of enormous legs, with spurs on them] On lifting the cover, a pair of enormous legs, with spurs on them an inch and a half long, were projected at full length toward the guest, as if the old cock--for such it was--were determined to defend himself to the last.
"Well," said the stranger, "all I can say is, that I have got a very bad dinner." "Well, an' what suppose?
Sure it has been many a betther man's case.
However, you have one remedy; always ait the more of it--that's the sure card; ever and always when you have a bad dinner, ait, I say, the more of it.

I don't, think, sir, beggin' your pardon, that you've seen much of the world yet." "Why do you think so," asked the other, who could with difficulty restrain his mirth at the fellow's cool self-sufficiency and assurance.
"Because, sir, no man that has seen the world, and knows its ups and downs, would complain of sich a dinner as that.

Do you wish for any liquor?
But maybe you don't.

It's not every one carries a full purse these times; so, at any rate, have the sense not to go beyant your manes, or whatsomever allowance you get." "Allowance! what do you mean by allowance ?" "I mane," he replied, "that there's not such a crew of barefaced liars on the airth as you English travellers, as they call you.

What do you think, but one of them had the imperance to tell me that he was allowed a guinea a-day to live on! Troth, I crossed mysolf, and bid him go about his business, an' that I didn't think the house or place was safe while he was in it--for it's I that has the mortal hatred of a liar." "What liquor have you got in the house ?" "No--if there's one thing on airth that I hate worse than another, it's a man that shuffles--that won't tell the truth, or give you a straight answer.