The Mixture As Before





A GENTLEMAN who had an Irish servant, having stopped at an inn for

several days, desired to have a bill, and found a large quantity of port

placed to his servant's account, and questioned him about it. Please

your honor, cried Pat, do read how many they charge me. The gentleman

began, One bottle port, one ditto, one ditto, one

ditto,--Stop, stop, stop, master, exclaimed Paddy, they are

cheating you. I know I had some bottles of their port, but I did not

taste a drop of their ditto.





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