Such an acquisition we find him!" The squire's voice from the card-table.--"Whom ought I to ask more often, Mrs.Dale ?" Parson's voice, impatiently.--"Come, come, come, squire: play to my queen of diamonds,--do!" SQUIRE.--"There, I trump it! pick up the trick, Mrs.H." PARSON.--"Stop! Stop! trump my diamond ?" THE CAPTAIN (solemnly).--"'Trick turned; play on, Squire." SQUIRE.--"The king of diamonds." MRS.

HAZELDEAN.--"Lord! Hazeldean, why, that's the most barefaced revoke,--ha, ha, ha! trump the queen of diamonds and play out the king! well, I never! ha, ha, ha!" CAPTAIN BARNABAS (in tenor).--"Ha, ha, ha!" SQUIRE.--"Ho, ho, ho! bless my soul! ho, ho, ho!" CAPTAIN BARNABAS (in bass).--"Ho, ho, ho!" Parson's voice raised, but drowned by the laughter of his adversaries and the firm, clear tone of Captain Barnabas.--"Three to our score!--game!" SQUIRE (wiping his eyes).--"No help for it; Harry, deal for me.

Whom ought I to ask, Mrs.Dale ?" (Waxing angry.) "First time I ever heard the hospitality of Hazeldean called in question!" MRS.

DALE.--"My dear sir, I beg a thousand pardons, but listeners--you know the proverb." SQUIRE (growling like a bear).--"I hear nothing but proverbs ever since we had that Mounseer among us.

Please to speak plainly, ma'am." Mrs.DALE (sliding into a little temper at being thus roughly accosted).--"It was of Mounseer, as you call him, that I spoke, Mr.
Hazeldean." SQUIRE.--"What! Rickeybockey ?" MRS.