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I wur a quiet chap then, Mester, an' had na many friends, but I had more than I ha' now. Happen I wur better nater'd, but just as loike I wur loigh-ter-hearted but that's nowt to do wi' it. "I had na been here more than a week when theer comes a young woman to moind a loom i' th' next room to me, an' this young woman bein' pretty an' modest takes my fancy.

"But, Jim, dear, you'd be gettin' your house quicker if we was all to help toward it." "And then 'twouldn't be mine," objected Jim. "No more it wouldn't," assented Mrs. O'Callaghan, "but 'twould be better than livin' in the shanty years and years. You don't want to kape livin' here till you have a foine house loike the Gineral's, do you, Jim?"

If you want news about Miss Fanny, you must ask at the doctor's shop, sir, not of an old fiddler like me Good-by, sir. There's my patient calling." And a voice was heard from the captain's bedroom, a well-known voice, which said, "I'd loike a dthrop of dthrink, Bows, I'm thirstee."

And now it was Andy's turn to blush, while the widow smiled upon him. "I hear a many of them grammar folks talk," she said, "and it's mysilf that sees you talk jist loike 'em, barrin' the toimes when you don't. And them's not so many, nayther." At this little Jim scowled scornfully, but of him his mother took no notice as she looked around with pride upon her sons.

"'Twere all a duddering mix-up. I niver a zeed anything loike it afore. Wimmen an' childer a-runnin' in and out among us like poultry; we could'n keep sections o' fours nohow. We carried some o' the little 'uns. And girt fires a-burnin' at night loike ricks a terrible blissey on the hills.

Lave go now loike a dacent sowl, lave go. And oh, for the love uv God, don't be shpakin' into me ear that way;" for the figure's mouth was pressed tight against the sergeant's ear, and its awful voice went through and through the little man's head, as it held forth about the volume.

"Oh, he's a feaw teyke a varra feaw teyke," replied Ashbead; "wi' a feace as black as a boggart, sooty shiny hewr loike a mowdywarp, an' een loike a stanniel. Boh for running, rostling, an' throwing t' stoan, he'n no match i' this keawntry. Ey'n triet him at aw three gams, so ey con speak.

"Eh, sirs, how are the mighty fa'en!" exclaimed a third, as they closed around her, and began to closely examine her rich dress. "Rabble! how dare you?" screamed Faustina, fiercely twitching herself away from them. "Eh! the braw furs and silks! the town doesna often see the loike o' them," said the first speaker, lifting up the corner of the rich sable cloak.

Well, whin it got so hot it made me scalp sweat, Oi took it off; an' then they called me 'My lord' an' 'your worship, jest loike Oi were a king. "'Pray God, says Oi, 'that me head dinna get bald. "Well, sor, Oi had a toime that was fit for th' Irish. Oi did iverything 'cept git drunk; there was nothin' to git drunk with. But afther a while I ran across anither, wit' jest as red hair as I had.

Mary stole a look at Jacob, and he heaved a tremendous sigh, something between a yawn and a groan. "Meary," he said, "I must go." "I knew that afore," returned the girl. "I had zummat to zay to you, Meary. Do you think you will miss oie?" "What put that into your head, Jacob?" This was said very demurely. "Oie thowt, maybe, Meary, that your feelings might be zummat loike my own.

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