Beside a straw stack sat a tramp — a jolly tramp, and wise — who, while he patched his tattered coat didjthus soliloquize : "It seems so sad that my lone life doth ever downward tend, and rags me into wretchedness ; but still I'm on the mend. And when I needle little cash I made no loud laments, but by a straw stack sit me down, aud gather m my rents.
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Poverty Bay Herald, Volume VI, Issue 961, 27 November 1879, Page 2
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