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Jogglebury's ardour, and made her more anxious that Sponge should not lose a word of it. Accordingly she gave the fat dumpling another jerk up on her arm, and repeated: 'O ho! bother Ichard, the What's very high? asked Mrs. Jogglebury coaxingly. 'Sun's very high, replied the child. 'Yes, my darling! exclaimed the delighted mamma. Mrs.
It, however, happened that that amazing prodigy, Gustavus James, having been out on a sort of eleemosynary excursion among the neighbouring farmers and people, exhibiting as well his fine blue-feathered hat, as his astonishing proficiency in 'Bah! bah! black sheep, and 'Obin and Ichard, getting seed-cake from one, sponge cake from another, and toffy from a third, was troubled with a very bad stomach-ache during the night, of which he soon made the house sensible by his screams and his cries.
Jogglebury, will you hold your stoopid tongue! exclaimed she, adding, 'you certainly are the most tiresome man under the sun. She then turned to the child with: 'O ho! bother Ichard' again. But the child was mute, and Mr.
Crowdey saw how things were going, and turning from the cow question, endeavoured to re-engage him in his recitations. 'Now, my angel! exclaimed she, again showing him the sugar; 'tell us about "Obin and Ichard." 'No not "Obin and Ichard," pouted the child. 'Oh yes, my sweet, do, that's a good child; the gentleman in the pretty coat, who gives baby the nice things, wants to hear it.
Jog's charms, nor the voluble enunciation of 'Obin and Ichard, followed by 'Bah, bah, black sheep, &c, from that wonderful boy, Gustavus James, mend matters; for the young rogue having been in Mr. Sponge's room while Murry Ann was doing it out, had torn the back off Sponge's Mogg, and made such a mess of his tooth-brush, by cleaning his shoes with it, as never was seen. Mr.
'Coming! replied Mr. Sponge. As if to thwart him, the child then began, Mrs. Jogglebury holding up her forefinger as well in admiration as to keep silence: 'Obin and Ichard, two pretty men, Lay in bed till 'e clock struck ten; Up starts Obin, and looks at the sky And then the brat stopped. 'Very beautiful! exclaimed Mr. Sponge; 'very beautiful! One of Moore's, isn't it?
Jogglebury then proceeded with: 'Ou go before CHILD. 'With bottle and bag, MAMMA. 'And I'll follow after CHILD. 'With 'ittle Jack Nag. 'Well now, that is wonderful! exclaimed Mr. Sponge, hurrying on his dog-skin gloves, and wishing both Obin and Ichard farther. 'Isn't it! exclaimed Mrs.
Murry Ann, not approving of Sponge's smoking in his bedroom, had hid the cigar-case under the toilet cover, at the back of the glass, and it was some time before he found it. Mrs. Jogglebury availed herself of the lapse of time, and his absence, to pacify her young Turk, and try to coax him into reciting the marvellous 'Obin and Ichard. As Mr.
Jog then drove on a few paces, and turned up a lane to the left, whose finger-post directed the road 'to Tollarton. He seemed less disconcerted than Sponge, who kept inwardly anathematizing, not only 'Obin and Ichard, but 'Diddle, diddle, doubt' 'Bah, bah, black sheep' the whole tribe of nursery ballads, in short.
Sponge, with a hearty whiff, up into the air. 'Be sick on your own side, then, replied Sponge, with another hearty whiff. 'My dear fellow, I didn't know it would make you sick, replied Mr. Sponge. There! exclaimed he, pulling up again. The delays occasioned by these catastrophes, together with the time lost by 'Obin and Ichard, threw our sportsmen out considerably.
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