80 SPRING-TIDE. 



in' th' owld dog, and when measter went 

 to 'un to bleaw 'un up vinely var kippin' on 

 hin Jerry zays to X ' Ax yer pardun, zur, 

 zhure enough I havn't hangM 'un, but a 

 bean't a grayhound now. BeanH a gray- 

 hound ? why, what do 'e mane ? Why, 

 zur, when us yeard o 1 yer arder, us takes a 

 pair o"* zhears and cuts his ears and tayl 

 off and made a maastif an hin, and caals 

 'un Lion? 



S. There 's a story for you in a choice 

 Anglo-Saxon dialect : I '11 supply the gloss 

 at some other time. What think you of 

 the scenery hereabouts ? 



J. It is certainly charming, and appears 

 to advantage in the morning sun. 



S. This spot is a favourite one with 

 me. 



" Here Nature in her unaffected dress, 

 Plaited with valleys and embossed with hills, 

 Enchased with silver streams, and fringed with 



woods, 

 Sits lovely in her native russet." 



