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!