honour to favour our readers, is a very amusing duet which took place between Fighting Attie and a tall thin robber, who was a dangerous fellow in a mob, and was therefore called Mobbing Francis—it was commenced by the latter.
Mobbing Francis.
Is the bold Fighting Attie, the pride of the road!—
Fighting Attie, my hero, I saw you to-day
A purse full of yellow-boys seize,
And, as just at present I'm low in the lay,
I'll borrow a quid, if you please.
Oh! bold Fighting Attie—the knowing—the natty—
By us all it must sure be confest,
Though your shoppers and snobbers are pretty good robbers,
A Soldier is always the best.
Fighting Attie.
[1]Stubble your whids,
You wants to trick I!
Lend you my quids?—
Not one, by Dickey!
Mobbing Francis.
Oh, what a beast is a niggardly ruffler,
Nabbing—grabbing all for himself;
Hang it, old fellow, I'll hit you a muffler,
Since you won't give me a pinch of the pelf.
- ↑ Hold your tongue.
