A droll fellow that, I take it from his name: but all colonists are queer fellows, eh ?" "Bad news from home ?" said Mr.Slick, who had noticed my abstraction.
"No screw loose there, I hope.

You don't look as if you liked the flavour of that ere nut you are crackin' of.

Whose dead?
and what is to pay now ?" I read the letter and the memorial, and then explained from my own knowledge how numerous and how valuable were the services of my deceased friend, and expressed my regret at not being able to serve the memorialist.
"Poor woman!" said Mr.Hopewell, "I pity her.

A colonist has no chance for these things; they have no patron.

In this country merit will always obtain a patron--in the provinces never.