I lost a beautiful hen only yesterday from rheumatism in the legs; one of the best sitters I ever had.

You remember her ?--the speckled one that I got from Tetleigh, four years ago come Michaelmas.

But that's the way in this world; the most missed are the first taken." "I wonder if that's Miss Elisabeth there," said Mrs.Bateson, catching sight of a dark-robed figure in the distance.

"I notice she's taken to go to church regular now Miss Farringdon isn't here to look after her.
How true it is, 'When the cat's away the mice will play!'" Worship according to the methods of that branch of the Church Militant established in these kingdoms was regarded by Mrs.Bateson as a form of recreation--harmless, undoubtedly, but still recreation.
Mrs.Hankey shook her head.

"No--that isn't her; she can't be out of church yet.