time to appreciate fully the uncommon elegance of the phraseology; “it might, perhaps, justly be said that, reason rather than peace is our purpose. We come, in the first place, to request you to hear reason, and should you refuse, it is my duty to warn you, in very decided terms, that measures will be had resort to (he meant recourse), which will probably terminate in—in bringing you to a sense of the unwisdom, of the—the foolishness, which seems to guide and guard your perceedings as a tradesman in this—this manufacturing part of the country. Hem! . . . . sir, I would beg to allude that as a furriner, coming from a distant coast, another quarter and hemisphere of this globe, thrown, as I may say, a perfect outcast on these shores—the cliffs of Albion—you have not that understanding of huz and wer ways which might conduce to the benefit of the working-classes. If, to come at once to partic’lars, you ’d consider to give up this here miln, and go without further protractions straight home to where you belong, it ’ud happen be as well. I can see naught ageean such a plan. What hev you to say tull ’t, lads?” turning round to the other members of the deputation, who responded unanimously, “Hear! hear!”
“Brayvo, Noah o’ Tim’s!” murmured Joe Scott, who stood behind Mr. Moore. “Moses ’ll niver beat that—Cliffs ’o Albion, and t’ other hemisphere!
