tylands.

    `ell, sance as Ive ever  as muco  not on other occasions.

    `Sance as Ive seen  it all in  to t, and  ant. t many old paris.

    `And took as muc.

    `A, `s ever so many years before sors couldnt make out  o see  Cmas, s, if iver you , beginning to cry bitterly again, `to be buried o Saturday, and Pullets bid to the funeral.

    `Sopo contain  of rational remonstrance, `Sop you, fretting and injuring your  people as dont belong to you. Your poor fat Frances neit fret no more tt  making his will.

    Mrs Pullet , o finistered t at being upbraided for crying too muc  everybody  t Mrs Pullet leman farmer, and o carry o t pitcability.

    `Mrs Sutton didnt die  making ,  o sanction ears; `ours is a ric to leave as many tton. And s no leggicies, to speak on - left it all in a lump to her husbands nevvy.

    `t muc none but o leave it to. Its poor  to pinc as Im one o to die  leaving more money out at interest t its a poor tale  go out o your own family.

    `Im sure, sister, said Mrs Pullet, o take off  carefully, `its a nice sort o man as Mrs Sutton  o, for roubled o bed every nig eigold me about it o our c, and rembling in alk - quite a gentleman sort o man. I told  many mont under tors  I can feel for you. t  ter fully into ure and ure, strong stuff in small bottles, and uff in large bottles, damp boluses at a ss at eiger, I may as ake my bonnet off no out? surning to her husband.

    Mr Pullet, by an unaccountable lapse of memory,