Cries of "Bless his 'eart!"

Mivins became quite low-spirited about it, and said "as 'ow 'e'd 'ave a 'eavy 'eart for hever and hever, hamen," after he was gone.

" "He's got a faithful 'eart," sighed Mrs. Silk.

"Wall," answered the youth, diligently whittling, "I think small potatoes of ye-our lo-cation myselfbut ye-our monarchical government, I guess, hez not yet corrupted the he-eart of the Grand.

He was neither to hold nor to bind, an' I do believe if he hadn't thought o' the manhole he'd 'a-broke the wall down, or elst his 'eart.

"'I weesh it vos t'rough my 'eart,' he told me later, tears rolling down his cheeks.

O' course, when she took an'an' died, things was different: I couldn't 'old up the same Somehow, I don't know, I lost my 'eart, and . . .

" "Thankee, Mr. Belloo sir,thankee sir!though I do 'ope as you'll excuse me for taking such liberties, an' making so free wi' your 'eart, and your affections, sir?"

Certainly she would neverbless 'er 'eart, no!'ave taken me for an American; I was so huncommonly genteel.

He is really a very kind little steward and trots about most diligently on our errands, and tries to cheer us by tales of the people he has known who have died of sea-sickness: "Strained their 'earts, Miss, that's wot they done!"

but I reckon 'twill come nigh breakin' 'er 'eart to see the old stuff sold, the furnitur' an' that,so she's goin' to drive over to Cranbrook to be out