90 GOOD-BYE, AND HOME TO BIRD WOOD. 



wigs there too ; but every body listened as 

 if they begrudged losing a word : and all the 

 while he was speaking he was so simple and 

 so forgetful of himself, that I could but think 

 he'd have made a bishop. At his last word, 

 as the clapping began, I cut off ; and when I 

 got near the house, I saw the wife's head at 

 the window, and open came the gate. " All 

 right/' said I, " go in ; I'll tell you all about 

 it;" and wasn't she pleased? But she'd to 

 hear a deal more ; for, after I left, so many 

 stopped to tell him what they thought of his 

 success, that he was kept away a good bit 

 from getting home again to tell her all he 

 thought and felt. 



Before I left, I sent a message in to his 

 lady to say that I was going home, and to 

 ask if there was any commands for the 

 squire, or any thing she wished to send 

 that way. I was had into her room, and 

 she kindly asked me how I had liked my 

 visit. I told her honestly what I thought of 

 every thing I had seen, and how happy I had 

 been. "Well," said she, "I am glad of it. 

 They are excellent people, and if I had no 

 more trouble about my place than they bring, 

 I should have none at all ; and it is all due to 



