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“Tsay that that ‘ere Charles Dudley, as is staying round > mere, ain't no better than he orter be+he ain't = * for no —who knows where he come from ?—what id he leave = - for ?—eh ?—I sh'd like to know that—I say, I s’picion that ey—” At this point the door again opened, and Charles Dudley himself entered. The tailor at once commenced making signa to the speaker ; but he was too excited to notice him, or hear te docr close. Dudley, hearing his name called, stood smilingly by _ the door, and listened. _ * Yes, sir, I s’picion that Dudley, and reaffirm, and repeat j that he ain't ro better than he orter be—no, nota bit, and if i had the laws in my hands—” - ~ Happening to turn so as to get a glimpse of the n he was defaming, the excited shoemaker stopped instantly, turned e, coughed and said : “I guess it’s gettin’ nigh on to supper | » and, unheedful of the laughter of the listeners, in which Rone joined more heartily than Dudley himself, he bolted out _ of the door and disappeared. | Bee "| - / Sal » = CHAPTER IV. i : LUCY DAYTON. _ Pourxixes, This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever a Ran on the green sward. Nothing she does or seems, But smacks of something greater than herself, Too noble for this place. Cawmto. He tells her somethi me That makes her blood look ont. Good sooth, she is The qneen of curds and crearas.—WINTER's TALE. pd Arter separating and reconciling the combating hunter anda - peddler, young Dudley ascended the acclivity of the bluff by a steep footpath, up which he strode with the active step of one whose spirits are animated and his limbs hardy from health and _ exercise. The center of a natural lawn upon its summit was oc- -eupied by a log-cabin, whieh, though rade and humble, had ~ been constructed with more attention to symmetry and neatnesé than was often displayed in the simple dwel of the frontier - inhabitants. A it, at con t in s, were several - little appliances for comfort, which, if clumsy substitutes for the ap of a well-ordered farm-house in the most bepelnaa _ States, yet evinced a degree of industry and refinement by no - means Common in Ohio at that early period. The fields sur- Ounding the house had been almost w olly cleared of the for- in that respect a marked contrast with the other settlers, where scanty patches of corr . Comicbooks.c in