This touched the very sensitive soul of his companion, and with such a sparkle of talk did she evince her gratification, that almost any one would have been able to see that she was a young lady who had an earnest sympathy with those who had undergone afflictions, but were now freed from them.
Aunt Patsy was glad to see her visitors, particularly glad, it seemed, to see Mr Croft.

She was quite loquacious, considering the great length of her days, and the proverbial shortness of her tongue.
"Why, Aunt Patsy," said Miss Annie, "you seem to have grown younger since I last saw you! I do believe you are getting old backwards! What are you going to do with that dress-body ?" "I's lookin' at dis h'yar," said Aunt Patsy, turning over the well-worn body of a black woollen dress which lay in her lap, instead of the crazy quilt on which she was usually occupied, "to see if it's done gib way in any ob de seams, or de elbers.

'Twas a right smart good frock once, an' I's gwine to wear it ter-morrer." "To-morrow!" exclaimed Annie.

"You don't mean to say you are going to church!" "Dat's jus' wot I's gwine to do, Miss Annie.

I's gwine to chu'ch ter-morrer mawnin'.