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The Hunted Pig.
THE HUNTED PIG .
IJY THE AUTH 0 B 01 ? " lOJI BEOAVN ' S SCHOOL-DAYS . ' Vathers , mothers , mothers' zons ! You as loves yer little Avuns ! Happy pegs among the stubble , Listen to a tale of trouble ; Listen , pegs in yeard and stye , HOAV the Barkshire chaps zarv'd I .
I Avur barn at Kingstone-Lisle , Whcr I vrolicked var a Avhile , As line a peg as e ' er AVUI- zecn ( One of a litter o' thirteen ) , Till zome chaps wi' cussed spite Aimed ov I to make a zite , And to haA'e a " bit o' vim , " Took I up to Uffington .
Up vorig hts the Castle mound They did zet I on the ground ; Then a thousand chaps , or nigh , Runned and hollered avter ITlier , then , I , till I AVUI- bloAved , Eunned and hollered all I knowed , AVhenzo zuro as pegs is pegs
, , Eight chaps ketched I by the legs , Two to each— 'tis truth I tell ' ee—Dree more clasped I round the belly ! Under all they fellers lyin' — Pegs!—I thought as I ivur dyin ' .
But the Squire ( I thenks I zee un ) , Varmer Whitfield ridin' AA'F un , Fot I out o' all thuck caddie , Stretched atlnu't the varmer ' s zadcllc—Bless ' em , pegs in yeard and stye , Them tivo wends as stuck to I .
Barkshire men , vrom Hill and Vale , All as ei'er hears this tale , If to spwoort you be inclined , Plaze to bear this here in mind—Pegs beant made no race to ivin , Be zhai-t o' Avind , and tight o' sldn , Dwont ' ee hunt ' in , but instead At backsivyrd break each other ' s yead—Cheezes doAvn the manger TOAA' 1—Or try and clim the greasy poAvl .
Pegs ! in stubble yeard and stye , May you be never zarv'd like I , Nor clruv wi' greasy ears and tail , By men and bAvoys chough White Horse Vale .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
The Hunted Pig.
THE HUNTED PIG .
IJY THE AUTH 0 B 01 ? " lOJI BEOAVN ' S SCHOOL-DAYS . ' Vathers , mothers , mothers' zons ! You as loves yer little Avuns ! Happy pegs among the stubble , Listen to a tale of trouble ; Listen , pegs in yeard and stye , HOAV the Barkshire chaps zarv'd I .
I Avur barn at Kingstone-Lisle , Whcr I vrolicked var a Avhile , As line a peg as e ' er AVUI- zecn ( One of a litter o' thirteen ) , Till zome chaps wi' cussed spite Aimed ov I to make a zite , And to haA'e a " bit o' vim , " Took I up to Uffington .
Up vorig hts the Castle mound They did zet I on the ground ; Then a thousand chaps , or nigh , Runned and hollered avter ITlier , then , I , till I AVUI- bloAved , Eunned and hollered all I knowed , AVhenzo zuro as pegs is pegs
, , Eight chaps ketched I by the legs , Two to each— 'tis truth I tell ' ee—Dree more clasped I round the belly ! Under all they fellers lyin' — Pegs!—I thought as I ivur dyin ' .
But the Squire ( I thenks I zee un ) , Varmer Whitfield ridin' AA'F un , Fot I out o' all thuck caddie , Stretched atlnu't the varmer ' s zadcllc—Bless ' em , pegs in yeard and stye , Them tivo wends as stuck to I .
Barkshire men , vrom Hill and Vale , All as ei'er hears this tale , If to spwoort you be inclined , Plaze to bear this here in mind—Pegs beant made no race to ivin , Be zhai-t o' Avind , and tight o' sldn , Dwont ' ee hunt ' in , but instead At backsivyrd break each other ' s yead—Cheezes doAvn the manger TOAA' 1—Or try and clim the greasy poAvl .
Pegs ! in stubble yeard and stye , May you be never zarv'd like I , Nor clruv wi' greasy ears and tail , By men and bAvoys chough White Horse Vale .