The evening is delightful.

If you are for coffee, let us adjourn to the ladies; and after the bonfire we will return and make a night of it." "Well said, Lindsay," replied the parson; "and so we will." "Here, you young stranger," said the priest, addressing Woodward, "I'll drink your health once more in this bumper.

You touched us off decently enough, but a little too much on the sharp, as you would admit if you knew us.

Your health again, sir, and you are welcome among us!" "Thank you, sir," replied Woodward; "I am glad to see that you can bear a jest from me or my father, even when it is at your own expense--your health." "Are you a sportsman ?" asked the parson; "because, if you are not, just put yourself under my patronage, and I will teach you something worth knowing.

I will let you see what shooting and hunting mean." "I am a bit of one," replied Woodward, "but shall be very happy to put myself into your hand, notwithstanding." "If I don't lengthen your face I shall raise your heart," proceeded, the divine.