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"Looks as if 'e ive one,

for thatme with

half-closed eyes, and his head to one side, as I have seen

artists look at pictures "He be pretty wide in the shoulders,

and full in the chest, and, by the look of hihtin' ot suht that be, Gaffer?" inquired the Innkeeper

"A good, straight, bright eye, Simon, wi' a look in it as says,

'I will!'"

"Ah! but what o' Jarge?" cried Job "Black Jarge don't mind a

man's eyes, 'cept to black frequent; 'e don't mind nothin', nor

nobody"

"Job," said the Ancient, tapping his snuff-box, "theer's soert, strong

fists--if you wasn't a danged fule you'd knohat Ito h, to be sure, I were taller 'n you

by about five or six inches, o for to be

too cock-sure for all that Black Jarge aren't to be sneezed

at"

"And, if you o for the