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"Who's been driven to desperation?" asked Susannah. "Why, Nandy," answered Aunt Barbree, tears brimming her eyes. "Who elst?" "Piggywig's tail!" said Susannah. "What new yarn has the cheeld been tellin'?" "He's my own nephew, and a Furnace upon his mother's side," said Aunt Barbree; "and I'll trouble you to speak more respectful of your employer's kin.

Amid ringing cheers from the fishermen and a treble echo from the women behind the wall they were at last safely landed. "My lass, that friend o' your'n be a braave cheeld," said an old woman to May Leather, who crouched beside her. "Ay, that he is!" exclaimed May, with a gush of enthusiasm in tone and eyes that made them all turn to look at her.

Come, Martha," he added, as he walked beside his wife to their dwelling near Plymouth Docks, "don't be so hard on the cheeld; it's not mischief that ails him. It's engineerin' that he's hankerin' after. Depend upon it, that if he is spared to grow up he'll be a credit to us."

But he, good man, after remembering Lovey in his prayers, was laid asleep and snoring within his hut, a bowshot away. The chapel-door opened softly to Lovey's hand, and she crept up to Mary's image, and abased herself before it. "Dear Aun' Mary," she whispered, "the Piskies have taken my cheeld!

It was against his principles to work on a Saturday night. "Your wife seems very strong," observed Hester, with a shade of reproach in her voice. "Strong as a horse," he assented cheerfully. "I call it wonnerful after what she've a-gone through. 'Twouldn' surprise me, one o' these days, to hear she'd taken up a tub with the cheeld in it, and heaved cheeld and all over the quay-door.

"It isn' like un," said Mrs Maggot, shading her eyes with her hand; "sure, it do look like a boatsman." "Iss, I do see his cutlash," said little Grace; "and there's another man comin' down road to meet un." "Haste 'ee, Grace," cried Mrs Maggot, leaping up and plucking her last-born out of the cradle, "take the cheeld in to Mrs Penrose, an' bide theer till I send for 'ee dost a hear?"

"He'll be smothered, I do think, if you don't turn his head up a bit, missus," said the man; "hows'ever you've no objection to let Jim and me have a look round the place, I dessay?" Mrs Maggot said they were welcome to do as they pleased, if they would only do it quietly for the sake of the "cheeld;" so without more ado they commenced a thorough investigation of the premises, outside and in.

"My cheeld wouldn' be knockin': he's got neither strength nor sproil for it. An' you may fetch Michael and all his Angels, to tear me in pieces," said Lovey; "but till I hear my own cheeld creen to me, I'll keep what I have!" Thereupon Lovey sat up, listening. For outside she heard a feeble wail. She slipped out of bed. Holding the image tight in her right arm, she drew the bolt cautiously.

She knew how to train 'em up, she did; and it was of no manner of use, it wasn't, to talk to her upon that point. She was right. It was of no use. As well might one have talked to the wooden cuckoo, already referred to, in Mrs Potter's timepiece. "Come, Martha," said a tall, broad-shouldered, deep-voiced man at her elbow, "don't wop the poor cheeld like that. What has he been doin' "

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