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"And that reminds me," exclaimed Tom, who with a 

 ludicrous mixture of pleasure, bashfulness, and mock 

 anger, had been listening to what he evidently deemed a 

 high encomium; "that we hav'nt drinked yet; have you 

 quit drink, Archer, since I was to York? What'll you 

 take, Mr. Forester? Gin? yes, I have got some prime gin! 

 You never sent me up them groceries though, Archer, well, 

 then, here's luck! What, Yorkshire, is that you? I 

 should ha' thought now, Archer, you'd have cleared that 

 lazy Injun out afore this time!" 



"Whoy, measter Draa — what 'na loike's that kind o'talk ? 

 — coom coom now, where'll Ay tak t' things tull ?" 



"Put Mr. Forester's box in the bed-room off the parlor 

 — mine up stairs, as usual," cried Archer. "Look sharp 

 and get the traps out. Now, Tom, I suppose you have got 

 no supper for us ?" 



"Cooper, Cooper! you snooping little devil," yelled Tom, 

 addressing his second hope, a fine dark-eyed, bright-look- 

 ing lad of ten or twelve years; "Don't you see Mr. Archer's 

 come? — away with you and light the pai-lor fire, look smart 

 now, or I'll cure you! Supper — you're always eat! eat! 

 eat! or. drink! di'ink ! — drunk! Yes! supper; we've got 

 pork ! and chickens " 



"Oh! d — n your pork," said I, "salt as the ocean I sup- 

 pose!" "And double d^n your chickens," chimed in 

 Harry, "old superannuated cocks which must be caught 

 now, and then beheaded, and then soused into hot water 

 to fetch off the feathers; and save you lazy devils the 

 trouble of picking them. N'o, no, Tom ! get us some fresh 

 meat for to-morrow; and for to-night let us have some hot 

 potatoes, and some bread and butter, and we'll find beef; 

 eh, Frank? and now look sharp, for we must be up in 

 good time to-morrow, and, to be so, we must to bed be- 

 times. And now, Tom, are there any cock?" 



"Cock! yes, I guess there be, and quail, too, pretty 

 plenty, quite a smart chance of them, and not a shot fired 

 among them this fall, any how!" 



"Well, which way must we beat to-morrow ? I calculate 

 to shoot three days with you here; and, on Wednesday 

 night, when we get in, to hitch up and drive into Sulli- 

 van, and see if we can't get a deer or two ! You'll go, 

 Tom ?" 

 "Well, well, we'll see any how ; but for tomorrow, why, 



