Abraham told Joe to take
them that wasn't broken if he wanted stones; so Joe told him how it
was, and all about it. The old man was like to tottle off his stool
with laughing, and he said, "Joe take good care of thysen'; thou
art over sharp to live very long in this world; fill thy bags, and
make on with thee."
"Don't you remember old Abraham, Sophy? He built the stone dyke at the
lower fold."
"No, I do not remember, I think."
"You are getting sleepy. Shall I stop?"
"No, no; finish the letter."
When Joe got to Skeal-Hill, the jolly-jist had just got his
breakfast, and they took Joe into the parlor to him. He laughed all
over when Joe went in with the bags, and told him to set them down
in a corner, and asked him if he would have some breakfast. Joe had
had his porridge, but he said he didn't mind; so he told them to
bring in some more coffee and eggs, and ham and toasted bread; and
Joe got such a breakfast as isn't common with him, while the old
gentleman was getting himself ready to go off in a carriage that
was waiting at the door for him. When he came down-stairs he gave
Joe another five shillings, and paid for Joe's breakfast, and for
what he had eaten himself. Then he told him to put the leather bags
beside the driver's feet, and into the carriage he got, and
laughed, and nodded, and away he went; and then Joe heard them say
he was Professor Sedgwick, a great jolly-jist.
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