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Cosmo Comyne Bradwardine, of Bradwardine and Tully-Veolan, retorted the sportsman, in huge disdain, 'that I'll make a moor-cock of the man that refuses my toast, whether it be a crop-eared English Whig wi' a black ribband at his lug, or ane wha deserts his ain friends to claw favour wi' the rats of Hanover. In an instant both rapiers were brandished, and some desperate passes exchanged.

Coming out of the wet, dark night, it was pleasant to see the blazing ingle, the white-sanded floor, and the little round table holding some cold moor-cock and the pastry that he particularly liked. "Love is but cauldrife cheer, my lad," said Janet, "an' the breast o' a bird an' a raspberry tartlet will be nane out o' the way." David was of the same opinion.

"I should prefer a moor-cock or guinea-fowl," replied Pencroft, "still, if they are good to eat " "They are good to eat, and also their flesh is very delicate," replied Herbert. "Besides, if I don't mistake, it is easy to approach and kill them with a stick." The sailor and the lad, creeping among the grass, arrived at the foot of a tree, whose lower branches were covered with little birds.

Cosmo Comyne Bradwardine of Bradwardine and Tully-Veolan, retorted the sportsman in huge disdain, 'that I'll make a moor-cock of the man that refuses my toast, whether it be a crop-eared English Whig wi' a black ribband at his lug, or ane wha deserts his ain friends to claw favour wi' the rats of Hanover. In an instant both rapiers were brandished, and some desperate passes exchanged.

No objection could be raised to this request; and I followed the two officers into the Briton's cabin. O I hae scarce to lay me on, If kingly fields were ance my ain; Wi' the moor-cock on the mountain-bree, But hardship na'er can daunton me. Scottish Song.

"An old country curate," says Zimmerman, "who had all his life resided upon a lofty mountain in the Canton of Berne, was one day presented with a moor-cock. A consultation took place in what manner it should be disposed of at last it was agreed to bury it in the garden!" Epitaph on a notorious Liar. I always lied and lied till death, But now I lie for want of breath.

Cosmo Comyne Bradwardine of Bradwardine and Tully-Veolan, retorted the sportsman in huge disdain, 'that I'll make a moor-cock of the man that refuses my toast, whether it be a crop-eared English Whig wi' a black ribband at his lug, or ane wha deserts his ain friends to claw favour wi' the rats of Hanover. In an instant both rapiers were brandished, and some desperate passes exchanged.

Cosmo Comyne Bradwardine of Bradwardine and Tully-Veolan, retorted the sportsman in huge disdain, 'that I'll make a moor-cock of the man that refuses my toast, whether it be a crop-eared English Whig wi' a black ribband at his lug, or ane wha deserts his ain friends to claw favour wi' the rats of Hanover. In an instant both rapiers were brandished, and some desperate passes exchanged.