lungpuddle

Updated: May 14, 2025

I brought my gun with me fine old flint-lock rifle it is, and I got it now and the next minute that there dead horse had got a dead lion lying beside him. But I sold his skin to a gent for a ten-pun note, to have it stuffed, and it's in his front hall now, near Lungpuddle, in Lancashire. Well, you, are you going to fetch that there rifle, or am I to fetch it myself?" he yelled at his man.

George Manville Fenn - Glyn Severn's Schooldays