"Experience in eight thousand acres!" "No; in my apartments in the Albany,--No.

3 A.I have had them ten years, and it was only last Christmas that I bought my Japan cat." "Dear me," said Miss Jemima; "a Japan cat! that must be very curious.
What sort of a creature is it ?" "Don't you know?
Bless me, a thing with three legs, and holds toast! I never thought of it, I assure you, till my friend Cosey said to me one morning when he was breakfasting at my rooms, 'Higginbotham, how is it that you, who like to have things comfortable about you, don't have a cat ?' 'Upon my life,' said I, 'one can't think of everything at a time,'-- just like you, Squire." "Pshaw," said Mr.Hazeldean, gruffly, "not at all like me.

And I'll thank you another time, Cousin Higginbotham, not to put me out when I'm speaking on matters of importance; poking your cat into my stocks! They look something like now, my stocks, don't they, Harry?
I declare that the whole village seems more respectable.

It is astonishing how much a little improvement adds to the--to the--" "Charm of the landscape," put in Miss Jemina, sentimentally.
The squire neither accepted nor rejected the suggested termination; but leaving his sentence uncompleted, broke suddenly off with-- "And if I had listened to Parson Dale--" "You would have done a very wise thing," said a voice behind, as the parson presented himself in the rear.
"Wise thing?
Why, surely, Mr.Dale," said Mrs.Hazeldean, with spirit, for she always resented the least contradiction to her lord and master--perhaps as an interference with her own special right and prerogative!--"why, surely if it is necessary to have stocks, it is necessary to repair them." "That's right! go it, Harry!" cried the squire, chuckling, and rubbing his hands as if he had been setting his terrier at the parson: "St--St--at him! Well, Master Dale, what do you say to that ?" "My dear ma'am," said the parson, replying in preference to the lady, "there are many institutions in the country which are very old, look very decayed, and don't seem of much use; but I would not pull them down for all that." "You would reform them, then," said Mrs.Hazeldean, doubtfully, and with a look at her husband, as much as to say, "He is on politics now,--that's your business." "No, I would not, ma'am," said the parson, stoutly.

"What on earth would you do, then ?" quoth the squire.