Year: 1870

In olden time there lived a man named
Jorry, in little village a good ways of from
a great city called London-towu.


Now Jorry had a little farm so one day
he drove pig through the village to sell it
TO mine host Of the inn.


And so he came to hear the great news that
a certain general had won great battle. and
had been made a lord by the Queen.


"No such luck happens TO me-" thought
Farmer Jorry, nor ever while ! live in this
poor hole OF place. | am tired Of H. Here
| have one house one COW, one pig, one wife,
one child and one decent coat. Who IS to
know how many might have if were only
in that wonderful London.town


What is the matter with you, Jorry q"
asked his wife, when he went home TO dinner.
Why DO you look so glum ? ~


Well may - answered he. If l were
in London-town, might be general, or
judge, or a noble, and marry fuo lady, and
live in palace but no good luck ever CONES
to me here ~


Marry line lady e. cried the wife
What, are you tired Of me %


That am | aud of my cow, and Of my
old brown horse, and everything else said
he.


At those words the poor wife burst into
tears


Without more ado, Jorry got up, and went
out aud saddled his old brown horse. and
rode off down the road


"Oh, dear oh, my oh, lor' r sobbed the
good wife "what can have come to my ,Ior.
ry2 But dare say he will be home by-aud-
by, so | will cook good supper


But off rode Jorry on his old brown horse,
and kept the road to Lonton-lown.


" wonder never thought Of this before.
said he to himself The Queen will soon
see how clever | am, ana make a lord of me.


In four hours he logged into a certain town
where there was market-phce with tall
church on one side and an inn on the other.


" Is this London-town2' said he.


mo" said mine host Of the inn Lon
downtown is four hours off.


(which way ?" said Jorry


Mine host pointed straight along the road.


Now on the top Of the church was a cer-
tain big arrow set up on long spike; and
this arrow was pointing straight down the
road to London-town.


:" need not have asked thought Jorry
g this arrow is set up to point the way"


"a If you are for London-town tonight"
said the host, "you had better come 10 and
drink pot of ale, and let your horse have a
feed"


THAT is good thought of yours. neigh
bor," answered Jorry so will"


So Jorry drank pot of ale, and talked
over the great news.


And then he got up on his old brown horse
again.


There was no need to ask the way; he
looked up to the great arrow, and took the
road it pointed to.


After he had logged on an hour, he began
to look round


Why" thought he, 4" | could swear-only
it is wicked-that have seen this road be-
fore; but after all, one road is very much
like another"


So on he logged for another hour.


"Why," thought he could swear have
seen this river bsiore-ony it is wicked, so
won't and after all, one river is very
much like another" Ga he logged one hour
more.


"Why, could swear have seen that hill
before, said he to himself. " but | know |
ought not anl after all, one hill is very
much like another


In one hour more he logged into certain
small village


Why thought he, could swear this
is not London-town, but the arrow pointed
this way, aud it Is now four hours and after
ALL one place il very much like anothor.n


by this time it WAS dark, and late, aud all
the lights but ono were put out IN the yil-
age


Now as the old horse came Jogging alonr.
the door opened whore this LIGHT was Shining,
aud a little boy ran out, aud a woman stood
at the door, aud askedJorry TO come IN.


Well thought he, | could swear
have seen that woman before, aud that child;
but after all, one woman is very much like
another, and children are all just alikep


So, as he saw good supper on the table,
aud as he began to feel tired Of his journey,
he thought he might as well got down.


And get down he did, and ate a good sup.
per too, and never made long journey again
for his own home never seemed SO good to
him before


d" For said he, ''what is the use One
place seems exactly like another" :"