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"Well, I see ye still love the tender embrace o' the wheelbarrow," said Mr. Hacket as we approached the Senator. "My embrace is the tenderer of the two," the latter laughed with a look at his hands. He recognized me and seized my two hands and shook them as he said: "Upon my word, here is my friend Bart. I was not looking for you here."

Gill always goes down to help Miss Hacket with her G.F.S. classes. She has one on Sunday afternoon, and one on Tuesday for sewing, and she is the only young lady in the place who can do plain needlework properly. 'Sewing-machines can work. What the use of fussing about it! 'They can't mend, said Mysie.

Sir John Hacket wrote, on the 15th of December, that he was assured by well-informed persons, that so long as Charles lived, he would never be the first to begin a war with England, "which would rebound to the destruction of the Low Countries."

The Hackets stayed at Sarawak: indeed they all remained with us until Easter, when their ordination took place. The Easter services that year, 1858, were very delightful. All these missionaries were more or less musical, and Mr. Hacket adorned the church as it had never been decked before.

The ladies went in a cab, while the gentlemen walked. There was not much time to spare, and in the compartment into which the first comers threw themselves, they found both the Hacket sisters installed, and the gentlemen coming up in haste, nodded and got into a smoking-carriage, on seeing how theirs was occupied.

If you get a lase of it at a fair rint, I'll buy another horse, any how. Isn't that doin' the thing dacent'?" "More power to you, Ellish! I'll hold you a crown, I pay you the price o' the horse afore this time twelvemonth." "Done! The sarra be off me but done! an' here's Barny Dillon an' Katty Hacket to bear witness." "Sure enough we will," said Barny, the servant.

I can't think why they laugh I think it is very pretty. Old Miss Hacket read me the one about "My Lost Dove." 'Mysie always will stick up for Dolores, said Valetta in a grumbling voice. 'I always meant her to be my friend, said Mysie, disconsolately. 'Well, I'm glad she's not, said Jasper.

The lines were smooth, and some had a certain swing in them such as Mysie, with an unformed taste, a love for Miss Hacket, and amazement that the words of a familiar acquaintance of her own should appear in print, genuinely admired. But the eyes of a youth exercised in 'chaffing' the productions of one of his fellow 'men' were infinitely more critical.

But there was pursuit; Mrs. Halfpenny was at the door. 'Young ladies, you are not going out of the policy in that fashion. 'Mamma sent us. Mamma wants us to take a note in a hurry. Only to Miss Hacket, pleaded Mysie, as Mrs. Halfpenny laid violent hands on her brown Holland jacket, observing 'My leddy never bade ye run off mair like a wild worricow than a general officer's daughter, Miss Mysie.

Is there no truth in you? he added, after a pause, which only terrified her more and more. 'Whom did you give it to? 'Constance! The word came out she hardly knew how, as something which at least was true. Colonel Mohun knocked at the door of the room she had come from. It was instantly opened, and Miss Hacket began, 'The poor dear!