ABSTRACT
Jack said _ “Mother bake me a cake an' roast me a (hen) till I goes off to see where Bill an' Tom are to.”
“Ah” she said “you’re the only boy we got left I can't let ya go.” “(Well) devil might care mother, I'm goin.” So anyhow she baked un cakes an' he went off. Come to the brook. Huh!
[laughs] Start havin a mug-up an' the little bird come down an' fled down. “Give me the crumbs that fall from /the/ mouth” “Yes” Jack said “you can have half what I got here.” Anyhow _ he _ eat away _ stooped down to get a drink it turned all into
