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A BUTCHER of some eminence was lately in company with several ladies at
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ladies addressing him, asked, Pray, sir, what are the stakes now? To
which, ever mindful of his occupation, he immediately replied, Madam,
the best rump I cannot sell lower than tenpence halfpenny a pound.





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