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hard as ever.' So took turn in the study to sarch for book, but there was nothin' there but a Guide to the Sessions. Burns Justice, and book of London club rules, and two or three novels. He sed he got books from the sarkilatin' library.

 " Lunch IS ready

 l, If you are so fond of 1t, why the plague don't you begin airly? If you'd had it at five o'clock this morning, I'd done justice to it; now l couldn't touch 1t if was to die'

 "There it was, though Help yourself, and no thanks, for there Is no servants agin. The rule here is, no talk no saryants-and when it's all talk, it's all servants.

 "Fhinks to myself, now what shall do till dinner-time, for 1t rains so there is no strrln' out Waiter, where IS the eldest son ?-he and l will have game of bil- lizards, guess'

 'Ele is laying down, sir

 Shows his sense,' sais l; I see he is not the fool l took him to be. If could sleep in the day, 'd turn in too Where is second son ?

 "'Left this morning in the close carriage, sir

 ' 'Oh cuss him; it was him then was it''

 ss What, sir D

 sThat woke them confounded rocks up, out O their fust nap, and kick'd up such a bobbery. Where is the Parson P

 |" (Which one, sir"

 "'The one that's so fond of fishing

 "'Aint up yet, sir l GtWe1l tho old bo,, tb.+ ,,,,,o h,ooaI,o. ,

 ssOut on a sick visit to one of the cotta- ges, sir

 "'When he comes in, send him to me, Pm shockin' sick

 ''With that ] goes to look arter the two pretty gals in the drawin' room; and there was the ladies chatterin' away like anything. The moment l came in 1t was as dunn as quaker's meetin'. They all hauled up at once, like stage-coach to an inn-door, from a hand gallop to stock still stand. seed men wa-n't wanted there, t Harn't the GUS tom so airly, so pulled out O that creek, stam first They don't like men in the nor nin', in England, do the ladies, they think lem in the way

 "'What on airth shall do ? says l, its nothin' but rain, rain, rain-here in this aw- ful dismal country. Nobody smokes, no- body talks, nobody plays cards, nobody fires at mark, and mol ol ly tlades, only let me get thro' this juicy day, and l am done; let me get out of this scrape, and if am caught agn, l'll give you leave to tell me of 1t, in meetin'. It tante pretty, do suppose, to be ajawin' with the butler, but I'll make an ex- cuse for talk, for talk comes kinder nateral to mo liy Q emotion to O cpino3

 |" Waiter

 :. Sir

 S'sGalls don't like to be treed here of a mornin', do they" I @sSir.'

 {" It's usual for the ladies' sais I, sto be together in the airly part of the forenoon here, aint it, afore the gentlemen fine themi'

 s'sYe sir

 < it puts me in mind,' sais I, Of the old seals down to Sable Island-you know where Sable Isle is, don't you?'

 fes, sir, it's in the cathedral, down here.'

 "'No, no, not that, it's an island OH the coast of Nova Scotia. You know where that is sartainly.'

 ssH never heard of 1t, sir

 0 Well, Lord love you! you know what an old seal is?'

 "'Oh yes, sir, Pll get you my masters in a moment

 tAnd off he sot full chisel.

 < tCuss him, he IS as stupid as rock, that crittur, it's no use to tell him story; and now think of it, will go and smoke them black imps of darkness-the rooks.'

 'sSo goes up stairs, as slowly as cleverly could, list lftin' one foot arter another, as if it had fifty-six tied to 1t, on purpose to spend time; lit a cigar, opened the window nearest the rocks, and smoked, but oh the rain killed all the smoke in mint; it didn't even make one on lem sneeze. Dull mu- sick this, SaIn,' says l, sain't it Tell you what; pll put on my ile-skin, take an um breller and go and talk to the stable helps, for feel as lonely as catamount, and as dull as batchellor beaver So trampous- ses of to the stable, and says to the head man, "A smart little hoss that sais l, you are cleaning of; he looks like first chop article that

 sY mae,' sais he.

 ".Eullo,' sais l, swhat in natur' is this Is it him that can't speak English, or me that can't understand? for one or us is a fool, that's sartain. Pll try him agin.'

 '.So sais to him, He looks,' sais l, 'as ii he'd trot considerable good stick, that horse,' sais I, q guess he is goer.'

 "'Y' mae, ye un trotter da,' sais he

 "'Creation' sais ], if this don't beat gin eral tranin' have heard in my time, bro- ken French, broken Scotch, broken Irish broken Yankee, broken Nigger, broken Ind gin; but I have hearn two pure genewine languages to-day, and no mistake, rael rock and rael Britton, and don't know exactly which I like wus. It's no use to stant [ talkin' to this critter. Good bye,' sais l. "Now what do you think he said Why ) you would suppose he would say goodbye | too, wouldn't you' Well, he didn't, no nothn' like it, but he jist ups, and sais 'Forwelloaugh,' he did, upon my soul never felt so stumpt afore in all my life , Sais I, 'Friend, here is half dollar for you it arn't often am brought to dead stare, ant t when am, am willin' to pay for it.