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Alas, that this fair province of Massachusetts Bay should lie a-gasping amid plenty, with the hand of Britain upon the country's thrapple to choke out the life God gave it.

But, luckily, he remembered the goose's thrapple, and he pulled it out of his pocket and whistled through it.

Man, it seeps doon through your thrapple into your lungs, an' there's nae hoastin' o' it up.

I knew it war not likely I shed ever be diskivered now, since my ole ’ooman hedn’t made her appearance sooner; an’ as to any boat stoppin’ for my hail, thet trick I hed tried till I war a’most broken-winded—leastwise I hed kep’ hollerin’ every hour day arter day till my thrapple war as sore as a blister.

The old lot are as bitter agin you now as they war that day when they had ye stannin’ under a branch, wi’ the noose half tightened round your thrapple; and ef ye hadn’t got out o’ thar clutches, why, then thar’d a been an end o’t.