"I'm sorry you should think so," said he, "and still more sorry you should say so before present company." "A believe that; A ken that, Aadam," returned old Loudon, dryly; "and the curiis thing is, I'm no very carin'.

See here, ma man," he continued, addressing himself to me.

"A'm your grandfaither, amn't I not?
Never you mind what Aadam says.

A'll see justice din ye.

A'm rich." "Father," said Uncle Adam, "I would like one word with you in private." I rose to go.
"Set down upon your hinderlands," cried my grandfather, almost savagely.
"If Aadam has anything to say, let him say it.