She air a angel, if iver thar was sech on airth.

Now, not detractin' anythin' from her merits, thar's another near hand--somewhat of a smaller sort, though jest as much, an' a little bit more, to my likin'.

Ye won't mind my declarin' things that way.

As they say in Mexican Spanish, _cadder uner a soo gooster_ (cada una a su gusto), every one to his own way o' thinkin', so my belief air that in this.

Gardin o' Eeden thar air two Eves, one o' which, not countin' to be the mother o' all men, will yit, supposin' this chile to hev his way, be the mother o' a large family o' young Wilders." While Hamersley is still smiling at the grotesque prognostication, the ex-Ranger, seizing hold of his hand, continues,-- "I'm so glad you're a goin' to rekiver.