I sha'n't be happy till I see you back safe." "I say, Hicky, you've got a gun, haven't you ?" said Tom.
"Eh! A goon!" cried the wheelwright, starting.
"Yes; you've got one ?" "An old one.

She's roosty, and put awaya.

I heven't hed her out for years." "Clean it up, and bring it, Hicky," said Dick.

"We may get a shot at something.

I say, you'd lend me that gun if I wanted it, wouldn't you ?" "Nay, nay; thou'rt not big enew to handle a goon, lad.