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"That don't go as well as usual, too," said her uncle, unceremoniously cutting short the ballad. "Haven't you any more news to give me?" "Shall I tell you a story, uncle?" "Well, what's it about, may dear? Anything to pass the taime! Ay'm getting very taired of lying abed." "Well then, listen uncle; it's a true story." "Oh, of course," said the old man.

Ay'm determined to end my days near you, and you know who." "Oh! there's lovely it will be, uncle, to have you to run to whenever anything vexes me, but nothing ever will vex me then." "No, no; of course, may dear, we'll all be jolly together. Good-bay, good-bay." And the train moved out of the station. Two months afterwards we find Valmai at Dinas, and reading to her Uncle Essec as usual.

Never could bear the slosh, but Ay'm blest if Ay won't drink it to the dregs to please her." In a very short time Valmai returned, carrying a tray laid out neatly with tea-things for two; and, drawing a little round table towards the bed, placed the tray upon it, while Mrs. Finch brought in some slices of cold ham. "There, you see," said Valmai, "I'm making myself quite at home. I asked Mrs.

"Oh, first rate, sir," said Cardo, shaking hands and taking the chair which Valmai placed for him beside the bed. "Well, now, here's a quandary, the Burrawalla is in! but it's an ill wind that blows nobody any good, and since you must be delayed, Ay'm very glad it has landed you here." "The delay is of no consequence to me; and it's a wind I shall bless all my life."

"Don't you be afraid, may dear," said the captain consolingly. "Captain Owen tells me he's a ra-al gentleman, and they are always easily pleased. He won't look at you, may dear; but, by Jingo, if he does, Ay'm not ashamed of you. Now, you go down, and make a nice curtsey, may dear, not like Mrs.

"Ah! to be sure," said the doctor, shaking hands with her. "He went out as a missionary, didn't he?" "Yes, to Patagonia, more fool he," said the captain. "Leaving his country for the sake of them niggers, as if there wasn't plenty of sinners in Wales for him to preach to. But there, he was a good man, and Ay'm a bad 'un," and he laughed, as though very well satisfied with this state of affairs.

It was Providence who sent him back to me from the storm and fog. Don't be angry." "Angry, child!" said the old man, almost lifting himself up in his bed; "why Ay'm tarnished if anything so jolly ever happened in may laife before. And to think we have dodged the old father! and the old uncle!

That's the first accident that's ever happened to Captain Owen, and he's been sailing the last thirty years to my knowledge. Well, Ay'm tarnished, but Ay'm sorry." "Always stops with you?" inquired the doctor. "Yes, has all his life. There's the little back parlour and the bedroom behind it always kept for him." "Well, you are going on very nicely. Now for the wrist."

"Do what?" said Jessie, looking up in surprise over the coffee pot. She was just beginning her scrambled egg. "Own up." "Own what?" "Miss Milton I'm a liar." He put his head on one side and regarded her with a frown of tremendous resolution. Then in measured accents, and moving his head slowly from side to side, he announced, "Ay'm a deraper." "You're a draper? I thought " "You thought wrong.