I Takes 'em As They Come
A CANTAB, one day observing a ragamuffin-looking boy scratching his
head at the door of Alderman Purchase, in Cambridge, where he was
begging, and thinking to pass a joke upon him, said, So, Jack, you are
picking them out, are you?--Nah, sar, retorted the urchin; I
takes 'em as they come!