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"Do you, my boy?" "Ye-yes; sh-she's dyin'!" The result of this remark was that the sailor-boy turned deadly pale, and stared at his little friend without being able to utter a word. Mere human nature taught Jacky that he had made a mistake in being so precipitate: but home education had not taught him to consider the feelings of others.

"Susan," said Haco, earnestly looking at his daughter's downcast face, on which the tell tale blood was mantling. "Are you fond o' that that feller?" "Ye-yes, father," replied Susan, with some hesitation. "Humph! an' is he fond o' you?" "Oh, isn't he, just," said Susan, with a little confused laugh. "Susan," continued Haco, with increasing earnestness, "Are ye sure he's worthy of you?"

The two little ones, whom Sophy educates, have only just left off de-testing me. 'At any rate, they are all reconciled to it now, I hope? said I. 'Ye-yes, I should say they were, on the whole, resigned to it, said Traddles, doubtfully. 'The fact is, we avoid mentioning the subject; and my unsettled prospects and indifferent circumstances are a great consolation to them.

Please not to blame him, for he, too, was one of the poor. "O Dr. Renton, excuse me, sir; I didn't mean doing any harm." "James, my daughter gave you an undirected letter this evening; you carried it to one of my houses in Hanover Street. Is that true?" "Ye-yes, sir. I couldn't help it. I only did what she told me, sir."

You're not a thrifty bee unless you investigate and see how much honey you can get out of me." Sylvia laughed reluctantly. "No wonder Edna calls you a shy flower," she replied. Her heart had a sudden pang of remembrance. "How beautiful Edna is," she said, meeting her companion's lazy eyes. "Yes. You say she sings well?" "Enchantingly." "Does she sing Schubert?" "Ye-yes.

"Who has?" demanded Laura. "He. That man what co-comed here," choked the little fellow. "What a pity! I'm awfully sorry," Laura pursued, soothingly. "The poor little puppies." "Ye-yes. Pa s-said I should chop 'em off myself!" concluded Master Tommy in a burst of anger. "My goodness me!" gasped Jess, horror-stricken. "Will you hear that boy talk? He's a perfect little savage."

"No, I'm afraid it don't. I told you what would happen if you went into that parlor, and you went just the same. I cal'late you know what to expect, don't you?" "Ye-yes, sir," in a low tone. "You mean I can't go to the Sunday school picnic." Shadrach cleared his throat. He was not enjoying this episode, as a matter of fact his unhappiness was almost as keen as the child's.

'Now, said Wardle, after a substantial lunch, with the agreeable items of strong beer and cherry-brandy, had been done ample justice to, 'what say you to an hour on the ice? We shall have plenty of time. 'Capital! said Mr. Benjamin Allen. 'Prime! ejaculated Mr. Bob Sawyer. 'You skate, of course, Winkle? said Wardle. 'Ye-yes; oh, yes, replied Mr. Winkle. 'I I am RATHER out of practice.

Now, the man who did the sexton's duty was a little older than he, though much more active. 'I'm sorry to see there is this to do, said the child when she approached. 'I heard of no one having died. 'She lived in another hamlet, my dear, returned the sexton. 'Three mile away. 'Was she young? 'Ye-yes' said the sexton; not more than sixty-four, I think. David, was she more than sixty-four?

"A story, I should think," Beth answered readily. "Who told you?" Janey North looked disconcerted. "What have you to say, Miss North?" Miss Clifford asked. "You were eating apples," Janey said to Beth. "How do you know?" Beth asked suavely. "I saw you." "What, in the middle of the night when the gas was out?" "Ye-yes," Janey faltered.