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A Welsh-man riding with a charge of Money behind him, was set upon by a Thief, who bad him deliver immediately; or (drawing a Pistol) said, he would make it bounce through him; says hur so, says the Welsh-man, since hur hath hur Money, let hur hear one pounce for it; for hur never heard the pounce of a Cun. The good na∣turd Thief to satisfy the Curiosity of the
Welsh-man, (whom he look'd on as a ve∣ry silly Fellow) discharged his Pistol, which Echoed in many places, Cuds splutter a nails, says the Welsh-man, it was a gallant Pounce, and there was many little pounces too; good hur Ʋrship let hur have one pounce more for hur money, and hur will be satisfied: So the Thief discharged the other; at which the Welsh-man seem'd better pleased than be∣fore, and ask'd if he had no more poun∣ces; no said the Thief, I have no more. No (said the Welshman) then hur has one pounce in store, which hur will make pounce through hur immediately if hur deliver not hur Money back presently, and so forced the Thief to re-deliver.