When he arrived at his house, Friend Aminadab happened to be at the door. ⟨Roger⟩ directly doff'd his hat; and gnawing its ⟨corners⟩, addressed him in the following ⟨manner⟩. "Friend Aminadab, Ize brought you ⟨here⟩ our cow Cherry, an you pleases to ⟨accept⟩ an her."—"Thou art a good fellow," ⟨replies⟩ Aminadab: "Here, Sarah, take our ⟨honest⟩ neighbour into the kitchen, and let ⟨him⟩ eat heartily; and, hark ye, make him ⟨drink⟩ some of our best ale." At these ⟨welcome⟩ sound, Roger's heart leapt with joy. ⟨He⟩ was conducted to the kitchen, where he ⟨acted⟩ his part most manfully; and, in a ⟨couple⟩ of hours, was sent home as happy as a ⟨prince⟩.
When he came home, he boasted to his ⟨wife⟩ that he had already received something ⟨in⟩ part of his gift; that all would be ⟨returned⟩ in time, and that he was certain his friend Aminadab had spoken truth; but his wife interrupting him in the harangue, with an accusation of stupidity, and having foolishly ⟨ruined⟩ himself and her, Roger to avoid further altercation, retired to bed, and slept ⟨soundly⟩ till morning.
As-soon as Roger waked, his ears were ⟨attracted⟩ by the sounds of moo—moo-moo ⟨under⟩ his window. He got up; and ⟨looking⟩ out, perceived his own cow Cherry, and Aminadab's bull, whom she had decoyed ⟨home⟩ with her. Overjoyed at the sight, he ⟨waked⟩ his wife, and informed her of their
