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"And Ay'se marked doon three woodcock two more beside yon big un, that measter Draa made siccan a bungle of and all t' quail every feather on um doon t' bog meadow yonner ooh! but we'se mak grand sport o't!" interposed Tim, now busily employed stringing bird after bird up by the head, with loops and buttons in the game-bag! "Well done then, all!" said Harry.
"Oop yonner?" queried Tim, in the most extraordinary West-Riding Yorkshire, indicating the direction, by pointing his right thumb over his left shoulder "Weel, Ay'se nought to say aboot it not Ay!" "Soh! the cattle are all right, and the wagon in good trim, and the dogs in exercise, are they?" "Ay'se warrant um!" "Well, then, have all ready for a start at six to-morrow, put Mr.
"Let that boy stand a few minutes to the horses' heads, and come into the house yourself and pack the birds up, and fetch us some water." "T' watter is upon t' table, sur, and t' cigars, and a loight; but Ay'se be in wi' you directly.
Ay'se gotten 't measter's single barrel; and gin I dunna ootshoot measter Draa whoy Ay'se deny my coontry!" "Most certainly you will deny it then, Tim," answered I, "for Mr. Draw shoots excellently well, and you " "And Ay'se shot mony a hare by 't braw moon, doon i' bonny Cawoods.
Why, Timothy, how be you?" he concluded, smiting him on the back a downright blow, that would have almost felled an ox, as he was getting out the baggage. "Doant thee noo, Measter Draa," expostulated Tim, "behaave thyself, man, or Ay'se give thee soomat thou woant loike, I'm thinking. Noo! send oot yan o' t' nagers, joost to stand till t' nags till Ay lift oot t' boxes!"
"Whoy, measter Draa did pratty nigh drink 't out yance that noight 'at eight chaps, measter Frank, drank oop two baskets o' champagne, and fifteen bottles o' 't breawn sherry Ay carried six on 'em to bed, Ay'se warrant it and yan o' them, young measter Clark, he spoilt me a new suit o' liveries, wi' vomiting a top on me."
"What? Whoy, Ay'd clap thee iv a cage, and hug thee round t' feasts and fairs loike; and shew thee to t' folks at so mooch a head. Ay'se sure Ay'd mak a fortune o' t!" "He has you there, Tom! Ha! ha! ha!" laughed Archer. "Tim's down upon you there, by George! Now, Frank, do fancy Tom Draw in a cage at Borough-bridge or Catterick fair! Lord! how the folks would pay to look at him!
"T' ould gray drayed off directly, and he's gane tull t' loike bricks but t' bay's no but sillyish he keeps a breaking oot again for iver and sae Ay'se give him a hot maash enow!" "That's right. I saw he wasn't quite up to the mark the last ten miles or so.
I'll give you both beds for one night but not an hour longer my little cellar would be broken, past all doubt, if old Tom were to get two nights out of it!" "Ay'se sure it would," responded Timothy, who had been listening, all attention, mixing meanwhile some strange compound of eggs and rum and sugar.
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