By people as I've allus 'ated like poison! MARY.

The divil himself, your honor, has intered the camp, and he got into bed wid me, to ate me up intirely!" All the time the boy was howling, and holding one hand under his arm, while he danced a hornpipe and protested, that, if I'd save him this time, he'd "niver stale another cint's worth as long as he lived, sure!"

Them sodgers that are eatin' buffalo tongues up at the block-house as if they'd niver ate meat before, and didn't hope to eat again for a twelvemonth" "Ay, what o' them?" interrupted Mrs. Varley; "I've bin wonderin' what was their errand.