jui TRETT'S ' 



FERRET AT WORK. / 



twinkling in the church windows. 

 The parson and his helpers are ma- 

 king the church bright with ever- 

 greens, befitting symbols of that 

 Name which endures through the 

 generations. 



It is not to the church we 

 wend our way; we are off to a sup- 

 per at Farmer Kerrison's. A son 

 is 'hoarn from th' army, one of his 

 married gals is down from Lunnen 

 with her husband, and it's a right 

 merry time he intends a-havin'. ' 

 And it is a * right merry' party we 

 find sitting down in the spacious 

 kitchen to a table creaking beneath 

 the weight of the good things of 

 this life. Kerrison welcomes us 

 heartily, and his company smile 

 us a friendly greeting, he himself 

 saying us a complimentary <So 

 you've come, 'bor! ' We could say 

 much about the coquetries and 

 gallantries of the younger farm 

 hands, and the curious bits of 



