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"My shild," murmured madame, "yes, yes, it is the grand peek- neek; I, Clarisse Delchasse, will protect you." Rejoiced that matters were at least no worse with his passengers, John Eddring helped them from the boat, and as he did so caught sight of the tears which stood in Miss Lady's eyes.

I demanded a parley: and having assured him of my pacific disposition, Gawky exclaimed, "Ah, villain! you have killed my dear wife." And the apothecary cried, "Ah, coquin! vere is my shild?" "The lady," said I, "is above stairs, unhurt by me, and will, a few months hence, I believe reward your concern."

He had seen all sorts of people at the draw-wells of the houses-British, Spanish, French, South American, Creoles, and here and there a Maroon, and the everlasting negro who sang as he worked: "Come along o' me, my buccra brave, You see de shild de Lord he gave: You drink de sangaree, I make de frichassee "

Ah, top dem who hab white liver, said Massa Aaron; you, Pegtop, take you fusee and cutlass, and follow me, my shild Massa Aaron alway call me him shild, and troo enough, as parson Calaloo say, him family wery much like Joseph coat many colour among dem, massa though none quite so deep as mine eider" and here the negro grinned at his own jest.

Now you see, mine patron for I will not conceal mine secret from you at all you see this little plate of silver; you know de moon measureth de whole zodiack in de space of twenty-eight day every shild knows dat. Then upon this side I make de table of de moon, which is a square of nine, multiplied into itself, with eighty-one numbers on every side, and diameter nine dere it is done very proper.

"I do then, me shild," said Patrick Quin, with dignity; "'tis manny the day we all played there together, for all we 're so scattered now and some dead, too, God rest them! Sure, you 're a nice little gerrl, an' I give you great welcome and the hope you 'll do well. Come along wit' me now.

"I 'm very sorry afther Mary; she was a good 'oman, God save her!" "Faix, it was time for her," insisted Mike, not without sympathy. "Were you afther wanting her to live forever, the poor soul? An' the shild said she 'd the best funeral was ever in the parish of Dunkenny since she remimbered it.

"I don't know meself where's Nora then, so I don't," answered his companion. "The shild would n't stop for a sup o' breakfast before she 'd go out to see the town, an' nobody 's seen the l'aste smitch of her since. I might sweep the streets wit' a broom and I could n't find her." "Maybe she's strayed beyand and gone losing in the strange place," suggested Mr. Quin, with an anxious glance.

Coom out to them, Nora; give me the shild; coom out, Patsy boy!" "Where 's Nora? Where 's Nora?" they could hear the loud cry coming, as all the neighbors hurried up the hill. "'Well, now, says I, 'Mrs. Con'ly, says I, 'how ever you may tark, 'tis nobody's business and I wanting to plant a few pumpkins for me cow in among me cabbages.

There are three of them and the shild. One shall do the cooking for the men; one shall clean out the sleeping-room, repair the men's clothes, and make their hammocks; and one the prettiest one shall cook for me and keep my cabin in order, make and mend my clothes, and attend to me generally. As for the shild, she shall gather firewood and ah! there she is. Come and kees me, you little girl."