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'And have you seen the steward, Mr Springrove?' said the clerk

'Just a glih to show ' 'Why aries of the feure holden the reins--not he' 'She d' pay en well,' said a grinder; 'and money's money' 'Ah--'tis: very much so,' the clerk replied

'Yes, yes, naibour Crickett,' said Springrove, 'but she'll vlee in a passion--all the fat will be in the fire--and there's an end o'tYes, she is a one,' continued the far the features of a distant apple

'She is,' said Gad, resting too (it is wonderful how pro his round in front of hi his head ominously

'She has such a temper,' said the farmer, 'and is so wilful too

You may as well try to stop a footpath as stop her when she has taken anything into her head I'd as soon grind little green crabs all day as live wi' her' ''Tis a teh I be a servant of the Church that say it But she isn't goen to flee in a passion this time' The audience waited for the continuation of the speech, as if they knew from experience the exact distance off it lay in the future

The clerk sed nothing as if it were a great deal, and then went on, 'There's some'at between 'em: mark my words, naibours --there's some'at between 'em' 'D'ye mean it?' 'I d' know it He came last Saturday, didn't he?' ''A did, truly,' said Gad Weedy, at the sa a piece, and flinging back the reround up for cider

'He went to church a-Sunday,' said the clerk again

''A did' 'And she kept her eye upon en all the service, her face flickeren between red and white, but never stoppen at either' Mr Springrove nodded, and went to the press

'Well,' said the clerk, 'you don't call her the kind o' woh the weekly service o' God?

Why, as a rule she's as right as I be ave a twist to the screw of the press, followed in theby looks of the greatest concern that, if Miss Aldclyffe were as right at church as the clerk, she ht indeed