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"How helping hilance

"Well! Joe is a dear good fellow,--in fact, I think he is the dearest

fellow that ever lived,--but he is rather backward in so and hisat Biddy as I spoke, and although she opened her

eyes very hen I had spoken, she did not look at me

"O, hisa

black-currant leaf

"My dear Biddy, they do very well here--"

"O! they do very well here?" interrupted Biddy, looking closely at the

leaf in her hand

"Hear her sphere, as I

shall hope to remove him when I fully come into my property, they would

hardly do him justice"

"And don't you think he knows that?" asked Biddy

It was such a very provoking question (for it had never in the most

distant manner occurred to me), that I said, snappishly,-"Biddy, what do yourubbed the leaf to pieces between her hands,--and the

smell of a black-currant bush has ever since recalled to arden by the side of the lane,--said, "Have you never

considered that he may be proud?"

"Proud?" I repeated, with disdainful emphasis