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While he was handling some things in a shop, to decide what he should take home to his wife, his three daughters and his two little boys, he noticed a man looking intently, not at him, but at his stick. After a while, the stranger came up to him and asked him where he came from. WHILE HE WAS HANDLING SOME THINGS IN A SHOP TO DECIDE WHAT HE SHOULD TAKE HOME TO HIS WIFE HIS THREE DAUGHTERS AND HIS TWO LITTLE BOYS HE NOTICED A MAN LOOKING INTENTLY NOT AT HIM BUT AT HIS STICK AFTER A WHILE THE STRANGER CAME UP TO HIM AND ASKED HIM WHERE HE CAME FROM
a cave, and what happened because of these. It was in the days when London Bridge was not, as we see it to-day, a massive structure of stone and iron, able to bear up hundreds of cars, wagons, horses and people, and lighted at night with electric bulbs. No, when this Welshman visited London, the bridge had a line of shops on both sides of the passage way, and reaching from end to end. Taffy was the name of this fellow from Denbigh, in Wales, and he was a drover. He had brought, all the way from one of the richest of the Welsh provinces, a great drove of Black Welsh cattle, such as were in steady demand by Englishmen, who have always been lovers of roast beef. Escaping all the risks of cattle thieves, rustlers, and highwaymen, he had sold his beeves at a good price; so that his pockets were now fairly bulging out with gold coins, and yet this fellow wanted more. But first, before going home, he would see the sights of the great city, which then contained about a hundred thousand people.  ON LONDON BRIDGE TREASURES IN A CAVE AND WHAT HAPPENED BECAUSE OF THESE IT WAS IN THE DAYS WHEN LONDON BRIDGE WAS NOT AS WE SEE IT TO DAY A MASSIVE STRUCTURE OF STONE AND IRON ABLE TO BEAR UP HUNDREDS OF CARS WAGONS HORSES AND PEOPLE AND LIGHTED AT NIGHT WITH ELECTRIC BULBS NO WHEN THIS WELSHMAN VISITED LONDON THE BRIDGE HAD A LINE OF SHOPS ON BOTH SIDES OF THE PASSAGEWAY AND REACHING FROM END TO END TAFFY WAS THE NAME OF THIS FELLOW FROM DENBIGH IN WALES AND HE WAS A DROVER HE HAD BROUGHT ALL THE WAY FROM ONE OF THE RICHEST OF THE WELSH PROVINCES A GREAT DROVE OF BLACK WELSH CATTLE SUCH AS WERE IN STEADY DEMAND BY ENGLISHMEN WHO HAVE ALWAYS BEEN LOVERS OF ROAST BEEF ESCAPING ALL THE RISKS OF CATTLE THIEVES WRESTLERS AND HIGHWAYMEN HE HAD SOLD HIS BEEVES AT A GOOD PRICE SO THAT HIS POCKETS WERE NOW FAIRLY BULGING OUT WITH GOLD COINS AND YET THIS FELLOW WANTED MORE BUT FIRST BEFORE GOING HOME HE WOULD SEE THE SIGHTS OF THE GREAT CITY WHICH THEN CONTAINED ABOUT A HUNDRED THOUSAND PEOPLE
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