c jest nat rally born a genius for anything, not even
hop-picking.

In the matter of getting an outfit for the hops,
the Hopper gave me some sterling advice, to which
same give heed, you soft and tender people, in case
you should ever be stranded in London Town.

"If you ain t got tins an cookin things, all as
you can get ll be bread and cheese. No bloody
good that! You must ave ot tea, an wegetables,
an a bit o meat, now an again, if you re goin to
do work as is work. Cawn t do it on cold wittles.
Tell you wot you do, lad. Run around in the
mornin an look in the dust pans. You ll find
plenty o tins to cook in. Fine tins, wonderful
good some o them. Me an the ole woman got
ours that way." (He pointed at the bundle she
held, while she nodded proudly, beaming on me
with good nature and consciousness of success
and prosperity.) " This overcoat is as good as a
blanket," he went on, advancing the skirt of it that
I might feel its thickness. " An oo knows, I may
find a blanket before long."

Again the old woman nodded and beamed, this
time with the dead certainty that he would find a
blanket before long.

"I call it a oliday, oppin'," he concluded raptur
ously. " A tidy way o gettin two or three pounds
together an fixin up for winter. The only thing I

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