Jack o' the Smithies, as is to marry Sally o' Will o' the Wallhead, is to have the lease of Shipboro' farm, and he is the man as hath told it all." "Very well.

We will wish him good luck with his farm," Mr.Jellicorse answered, cheerfully; "and what is even rarer nowadays, I fear, good luck of his wife, Master Jordas." But as soon as the sturdy retainer was gone, and the sound of his heavy boots had died away, Mr.Jellicorse shook his head very gravely, and said, as he opened and looked through his packet, which confirmed the words of Jordas, "Sad indiscretion--want of legal knowledge--headstrong women--the very way to spoil it all! My troubles are beginning, and I had better go to bed." His good wife seconded this wise resolve; and without further parley it was put into effect, and proclaimed to be successful by a symphony of snores.

For this is the excellence of having other people's cares to carry (with the carriage well paid), that they sit very lightly on the springs of sleep.

That well-balanced vehicle rolls on smoothly, without jerk, or jar, or kick, so long as it travels over alien land.
In the morning Mr.Jellicorse was up to anything, legitimate, legal, and likely to be paid for.

Not that he would stir half the breadth of one wheat corn, even for the sake of his daily bread, from the straight and strict line of integrity.