'I should like to see him, for a moment, if he is.' 'Oh yes, sir, he is at home,' said Minnie; 'the weather don't suit his asthma out of doors.

Joe, call your grandfather!' The little fellow, who was holding her apron, gave such a lusty shout, that the sound of it made him bashful, and he buried his face in her skirts, to her great admiration.

I heard a heavy puffing and blowing coming towards us, and soon Mr.Omer, shorter-winded than of yore, but not much older-looking, stood before me.
'Servant, sir,' said Mr.Omer.

'What can I do for you, sir ?' 'You can shake hands with me, Mr.Omer, if you please,' said I, putting out my own.

'You were very good-natured to me once, when I am afraid I didn't show that I thought so.' 'Was I though ?' returned the old man.