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W'y, I've seed lots o' both masters an' mates wolunteerin' to indoose their men to come w'en some of 'em warn't willin' takin' their own boats, too, to the neighbourin' ships an' bringin' off the men as wanted to, w'en the Swan's bell was a-ringin' for service.

"There ain't a hour in the day that I ain't headin' off somebody!" she triumphantly announced one day to the cook from next door. "When I come here you'd 'a' thought it was a railroad station, people comin' and goin' with satchels; and bells a-ringin', and trunks being dragged over the carpets.

"I should only be too glad, miss; it would be nothing but a pleasure to me; and I'd jump to it if I was in the way; but if I was up stairs, which this house ain't a place to hear bells in, sure I am nobody would let me know as you was a-ringin'; and if you was to think as how I was giving of myself airs, like some people not far out of this square, I should be both sorry and ashamed an' that's more'n I'd say for my place to Mrs.

"In the back lot there where you see the yaller house where the chimney's smoking. That's Hiram's house. He has charge of the Gold property on the hill. Won't you come in and warm yourself by the fire in the kitchen? I was away to the next neighbor's, and I was sure I hear our bell a-ringin'. Did you hev' to ring long?"

"In the back lot there where you see the yaller house where the chimney's smoking. That's Hiram's house. He has charge of the Gold property on the hill. Won't you come in and warm yourself by the fire in the kitchen? I was away to the next neighbor's, and I was sure I hear our bell a-ringin'. Did you hev' to ring long?"

If she h'longed to a Seck, she wouldn't be readin' on a book under the Five Sisters last Sunday marnin' when the bells was a-ringin' for church time. I goes past 'er, an' I sez 'Marnin, mum! an' she looks up smilin'-like, an' sez she: 'Good- marnin! Nice day, isn't it? 'Splendid day, mum, sez I, an' she went on readin', an' I went on a walkin'. I sez then, and I sez now, she ain't no Seck!"

"What's the matter?" she asked faintly, trying to find something familiar in the black face before her. "Hush, child, hush," Mandy whispered; "jes' you lie puffickly still. Dat's only de furs' bell a-ringin'." "First bell?" the girl repeated, as her eyes travelled quickly about the strange walls and the unfamiliar fittings of the room. "This ain't the show!" she cried, suddenly.

"And the more things you get used to in this world the better for you. I belave it's quite something loike to be able to sleep with engines tootin' and blowin' off steam, and bells a-ringin', and cars a-bumpin'. Even a baby can slape where 'tis quiet, you know." Breakfast had been over an hour. "Now, Pat," said his mother, "that's not the way to make beds.

Well, I says to my horse, 'Gee-ho! says I. Not knowing my true chrisom name, the stranger takes up my words an' fits 'em to me. 'Gee-ho! says I; 'Gee-ho! says he; only bein' a kind o' furriner he turns it into 'Jehu'; an' the name fits me uncommon. Hee hee!" "I may be wrong," said Bulger, "but 'tis my belief 'Hee haw! would fit you a big sight better. But hark! en't them the bells a-ringin'?"

Werricker, sir," said he, touching his low-crowned, wide-brimmed hat with a thick forefinger, "it ain't no manner o' use you a-ringin' o' that theer bell, because there ain't nobody to answer same, your young man Clegg 'aving took a little 'oliday, d'ye see, sir." "A holiday, Mr. Shrig! Pray how do you know?" "By obserwation, sir. I've a powerful gift that way, sir from a infant."