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My Novel
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Mr.Squills has brought the "Times" in his pocket for his own special profit and delectation, and is now bending his brows over "the state of the money market," in great doubt whether railway shares can possibly fall lower,--for Mr.
Squills, happy man! has large savings, and does not know what to do with his money, or, to use his own phrase, "how to buy in at the cheapest in order to sell out at the dearest." MR.

CAXTON (musingly).--"It must have been a monstrous long journey.

It would be somewhere hereabouts, I take it, that they would split off." MY MOTHER (mechanically, and in order to show Austin that she paid him the compliment of attending to his remarks).--"Who split off, my dear ?" "Bless me, Kitty," said my father, in great admiration, "you ask just the question which it is most difficult to answer.

An ingenious speculator on races contends that the Danes, whose descendants make the chief part of our northern population (and indeed, if his hypothesis could be correct, we must suppose all the ancient worshippers of Odin), are of the same origin as the Etrurians.

And why, Kitty,--I just ask you, why ?" My mother shook her head thoughtfully, and turned the frock to the other side of the light.
"Because, forsooth," cried my father, exploding,--"because the Etrurians called their gods the 'AEsar,' and the Scandinavians called theirs the 'AEsir,' or 'Aser'! And where do you think this adventurous scholar puts their cradle ?" "Cradle!" said my mother, dreamily, "it must be in the nursery." MR.


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