Welsh Journals

$oo Old Prices Remains. The door a little damaged, and—I think— A lot of papers fastened up with ink— His eye encountered no unseemly sights, All by that clever Gyp was set to rights ! *E,7raiveaa<i to Trprjy/jba, he undressed ; And surely he had earned a good night's rest ! * Read Herodotus' sequel to the Battle of Marathon. Neck and Crop, or the Shropshire Maare from Illsmer Faar. We farmed a little tidy place, (now with such farms it's all up,) By Uffington ; the county, as you all must know, is Salop. The times was grand for farming then, with wheat at forty shilling : A chap could make a fortune then, if he was only willing. Osses was plump and jolly then; masters looked sleek and hearty ; I'm talking of the "good oud times"—the days of Bonny- party ! But since those free trade chaps have gone and taken off purtection— Well, never mind, they'll catch it, 111 uphould them, next election ! Me and the Missiz thought one day, (that's me and Mrs. Clutton,) How our oud oss as drawed the gig, was never worth a button. So we fettled him, and fattened him, till Illsmer faar came round ; Then sold him, to our great surprise, for five-and-twenty pound ! And, for the very selfsame sum, (it might have been a swop,)