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man died of it not long ago. You must have 

 heard of it, sir." '' No, Andrew." '* Well, sir, you 

 know Mr. Jay up to Yoticker ? You were shooting 

 over his farm last September. Well, 'twasn't he, 

 'twas honcle to 'e. Thes man died some years ago. 

 He married Mr. Jay's father's wife's sester ; and 

 'e died coming back from market in a waggon. 

 But the mother o' un said, ef 'er'd bin there, 'er'd 

 have saved un tho'. He'd bin offen took'd like that, 

 and 'er used to put the bellows tu's mouth. O, sir, 

 I was sure missis couldn't wish to get rids of me by 

 this complaint, at a time, too, when the hotbeds and 

 houses require so much attention. And by 'arkening 

 tu 'er for abit, I found out that Eastmetic doesn't mean 

 astmatic, but a mixing up of a lot of different flowers 

 to look like the bits of coloured glass in a kale eyea- 

 scoop. You don't get the grand effect that whole 

 beds of one colour give, but I zim arter all that the 

 young lady's Eastmetic is more prettier like. Old 

 missis's garden looks for all the world like a Torkey 

 carpet spread out to air. 'Tes as nat'ral as life. 

 And the border where we used to grow nasturtiums 

 and a whole line of sunflowers that people admired 

 so much, is now filled with sweet-smelling plants 

 and flowers of all sarts and kinds. More interesting 

 like. But it adds to the work, for some fresh flower 

 is continually making its appearance, and I 'ave to 

 put a name tu't. I've used up all I can think on, so 



