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"Tush, man, what signifies how mine eyes look now?" said Adam "let us but roast a crab-apple, pour a pottle of ale on it, and bathe our throats withal, thou shalt see a change in me." "And thou wilt be in heart to sing thy jolly ballad about the Pope," said his comrade.
No man puts his brain to more use than he, for his life is a daily invention, and each meal a new stratagem. He has an excellent memory for his acquaintance, though there passed but how do you betwixt them seven years ago, it shall suffice for an embrace, and that for money. He offers you a pottle of sack out of joy to see you, and in requital of his courtesy you can do no less than pay for it.
And now for a stave of a song: Hurrah for the free trade! a shout for the brave Buccaneers! a pottle of sack! and now, sir, I am myself again! The brimstone smell of that dark ruffian nearly overpowered me!" So saying, he passed his hand frequently over his brows, attempting at the same time to laugh away his visible emotion.
I thought you were going to see to this crack in my skull, but it's no matter." "It is hardly two hours since I dressed it," said Vesta. "I thought you said it felt very comfortable." "Well it did; but it hurts now, considerably. No matter, though, if you are busy I dare say I could get Pottle to come in sometime in the course of the day."
Negget had promptly vetoed. "I can't help thinking that Mrs. Pottle knows something about it," said Mrs. Negget, with an indignant glance at her husband. "Mrs. Pottle," said the farmer, rising slowly and taking a seat on the oak settle built in the fireplace, "has been away from the village for near a fortnit." "I didn't say she took it," snapped his wife.
May I be doomed to fast a whole day if I don't verily believe he would not make above two bites of a shoulder of mutton and one swoop of a whole pottle of wine. Zoons, do but see how down o' the mouth the cur looks! He's nothing but skin and bones; he has pissed his tallow.
He was careful not to allude to the subject again till, towards eleven o'clock, having, in his poetic phraseology, 'looked upon the drink when it was yellow, he drew aside the blind, and gazed out into the street. The murky blackness of the fog was but faintly broken by the lamps of the 'Red Pottle, and no shape of mortal man or thing was in sight.
"Let us exorcise your devil with a pottle of hot ale," he suggested. Halfman shook his head wistfully. "I should be happier in a sable habit, with a steeple hat, and a rank in the Parliament army." It was plain to Sir Blaise that a man must be very deep in the dumps who was not to be tempted by hot ale. "Lordamercy, are you for changing sides now?" he asked.
When the working is even almost at an end, stop it up close with clay and sand, and have great care to keep it always close stopped. After a year draw in into pottle Glass-bottles stopped with ground stoppels of glass, and keep them in a cool place, till they are ready to drink, if they as yet be not so. Have a care, that never any Liquor stay in Copper longer then whilst it is to boil.
Take a Pottle, or more, of Stone Lime, and put it into the Cask; on this pour some Water and stop it up directly, shaking it well about. Another Way. Take a long Linnen Rag and dip it in melted Brimstone, light it at the end, and let it hang pendant with the upper part of the Rag fastened to the wooden Bung; this is a most quick sure Way, and will not only sweeten, but help to fine the Drink.
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