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Henry Masterman Mist Diaries and Prisoners Pie Magazine

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an behold! big Emery came 'oppin' down with a hegg [word obscured by stain] after and, no! foot, blowed, hif I knows wot to call it. Cou[?]se in the hexcitement hi drops my pans an' all the dinner hi 'ad to cook an' legs it hafter \im; but damme hif I could catch 'im, dodgin and [?istin'] like a little 'arf-back, then 'c flies hup aloft with the hegg in is after 'and, wich woz as straight has our spanker-boom, an' then 'e sits on the Huppertops'I yard an' scoffs the bloomin' hegg, so's I could see 'im, as it woz, but wot does 'Emery do, but tell the little ones to pinch somethin' for 'im, strewth! I'm not hexaggeratin'; an' pinch they did, goin' orf with 'arf the sponge I 'ad for the cabin bread. Old man played 'ell an' sed'e would dump the b---- things; but hi prewailed upon 'im, hi allus did. The sailors woz fair demeated wiv joy, an' by way of showin' it nearly drown the pore things next mornin' washin' down; I 'ad to plug some of 'em afore they would leave off molestin' em.