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At last, the old woman and the niece cauishable froht of me and the fire To whoht and was then asleep, and how the breakfast preparations were

to be ly Then I washed and dressed while they knocked

the furniture about and , I found

for-Him--to come to breakfast

By and by, his door opened and he caht of hiht

"I do not even know," said I, speaking low as he took his seat at the

table, "by what naiven out that you are my

uncle"

"That's it, dear boy! Call me uncle"

"You assumed some name, I suppose, on board ship?"

"Yes, dear boy I took the name of Provis"

"Do you ood as another,--unless you'd like

another"

"What is your real nawitch," he answered, in the saht up to be?"

"A warmint, dear boy"