The living is small enough, but the place is as full of dissent as a mackerel-boat of fish, and as for getting the tithes--well, I cannot, that's all.

If it wasn't for a bit of farming that I do, not but what the prices are down to nothing, and for what the visitors give in the season, and for the help of Beatrice's salary as certificated mistress, I should have been in the poor-house long ago, and shall be yet, I often think.

I have had to take in a border before now to make both ends meet, and shall again, I expect.
"And now I must be off up to my bit of a farm; the old sow is due to litter, and I want to see how she is getting on.

Please God she'll have thirteen again and do well.

I'll order the fly to be here at five, though I shall be back before then--that is, I told Elizabeth to do so.
She has gone out to do some visiting for me, and to see if she can't get in two pounds five of tithe that has been due for three months.