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"If you in the morning
     Throw minutes away,
  You can't pick them up
     In the course of the day.
  You may hurry and scurry,
     And flurry and worry,
  You've lost them for ever,
     For ever and aye."

He could not bear any careless loitering, and waste of time; and nothing was so near making him angry, as to find people who were always late, wanting a cab-horse to be driven hard, to make up for their idleness.

One day, two wild-looking young men came out of a tavern close by the stand, and called Jerry. "Here cabby! look sharp, we are rather late; put on the steam, will you, and take us to the Victoria in time for the one o'clock train? you shall have a shilling extra."

"I will take you at the regular pace, gentlemen: shillings don't pay for putting on the steam like that."

Larry's cab was standing next to ours; he flung open the door, and said, "I'm your man, gentlemen! take my cab, my horse will get you there all right;" and as he shut them in, with a wink towards Jerry, said, "It's against his conscience to go beyond a jog-trot." Then slashing his jaded horse, he set off as hard as he could. Jerry patted me on the neck—"No, Jack, a shilling would not pay for that sort of thing, would it, old boy?"