Say this quietly--say it to old Matthew in a whisper and as a secret; that will be enough." "I've shared with that patriarch some secrets before now, and they've been common property in an hour--common as the mushrooms on the common--common as his common saws--common--" "Robbie, the burial will take place the day after to-morrow, at three in the afternoon, at the kirk-garth--" "Oh, that Garth,--that devil's garth--that Joe--" "At the kirk-garth at Gosforth," continued Ralph.

"Go round the city and the dale, and bid every master and mistress within the warning to Shoulthwaite Moss at nine o'clock in the morning.

Be there yourself as the representative of the family, and see all our old customs observed.

The kirk-garth is twenty miles away, across rugged mountain country, and you must follow the public pass." "Styehead Pass ?" Ralph nodded assent.

"Start away at eleven o'clock; take the old mare to bear the body; let the boy ride the young horse, and chain him to the mare at the bottom of the big pass.