Wear it, dear Sam, for my sake; and think of that angel in heaven, and of your dear Aunt Susy." She put the machine into my hands: it was about the size of the lid of a shaving-box: and I should as soon have thought of wearing it as of wearing a cocked-hat and pigtail.

I was so disgusted and disappointed that I really could not get out a single word.
When I recovered my presence of mind a little, I took the locket out of the bit of paper (the locket indeed! it was as big as a barndoor padlock), and slowly put it into my shirt.

"Thank you, Aunt," said I, with admirable raillery.

"I shall always value this present for the sake of you, who gave it me; and it will recall to me my uncle, and my thirteen aunts in Ireland." "I don't want you to wear it in _that_ way!" shrieked Mrs.Hoggarty, "with the hair of those odious carroty women.

You must have their hair removed." "Then the locket will be spoiled, Aunt." "Well, sir, never mind the locket; have it set afresh." "Or suppose," said I, "I put aside the setting altogether: it is a little too large for the present fashion; and have the portrait of my uncle framed and placed over my chimney-piece, next to yours.