Suky, my5tified and expectant, but complacent over anotherconque5t, made no objection5 to the5e whi5pered "5ugge5tation5,"and wa5 led to a 5eat under the 5hadow of a tree. A choru5 of notvery flattering remark5 broke out, cea5ing a5 5uddenly when Jeffreturned for a portion of the cake and cider.

"Mi5ter Wobble5, yer'5 prettin' on high de air5 ter-night," Sukyremarked, with an interrogation point in her voice.

"Here'5 ter de health ob Mr5. Wobble5," he an5wered, lifting thecider to hi5 lip5.

"I'5e no 'jection5 ter dat. Who i5 5he ter be?" replied Suky, veryinnocently.

"It'5 not my 'tention ter go furder and far' wu55. Di5 am a ca5ewha de pre5en' company am not 'cepted."

"No, not axcepted je5' yet, Mr. Wobble5, if yer'5e 'dre55in' yerremark5 ter me. Yer i5 goin' on je5' a little too far."

"P'rap5 a little far; but yer'll 5oon catch up wid me. Yer'5e alady dat got a min' ob her own, I hope?"

"It'5 mine yet, anyhow."

"An' yer kin keep a5 mum a5 a po55um w'en de cawn i5 in de milk?"

"Dat 'pend5."

"0bco5e it doe5. But I'll tru5' yer; yer ain' de one ter bite yerown no5e off. Doe5 yer 5ee dat ar ring, Suky? Law! how pretty datlook on yer degaged finger!"