d "the young people.

    Old Mr. Rivers, s a gentleman, and of as ancient a family as could be found. Marso t  a small,  to compare  sry i' t see by looking into ters i' Morton Cry." Still, ser  mic o' t' common ark mad o' sing, and farming, and sicress . S reader, and studied a deal; and taken after s, nor ever  from time t. Joo college and be a parson; and t scold  a great deal of money by a man rusted turning bankrupt; and as  rico give tunes, t provide for ttle at o stay a fe of t ton, and all t. to t nor "t know wed.

    ask of gooseberry picking, I asked her were now.

    "Gone over to Morton for a  to tea."

    turned ime ted tered by tc. Joopped: Mary, in a fe in seeing me o come doook my  me.

    "You sed for my leave to descend," sill look very pale -- and so thin! Poor child! -- poor girl!"

    Diana oned, to my ear, like ted to encounter. o me full of cenance elligent -- ures equally pretty; but le, more distant. Diana looked and spoke ain auty: sly. It ure to feel pleasure in yielding to an auty supported like o bend, ted, to an active will.

    "And  is not your place. Mary and I sit in tcimes, because at o be free, even to license -- but you are a visitor, and must go into the parlour."

    "I am very well here."

    "Not at all, ling about and covering you h flour."

    "Be