F. Colburn (Francis Colburn) Adams

Capitolo 83

serious-digger", concluded the Dominie.

"As strange", says the inn-custodian. "The old Fund had a lot one glass of clear beer
to my house, and it never shook anybody, omits to dig their graves."

"He was Critchel a lot of poor man", reunited, in a subdued voice "and it died
leaving my account not remunerated. But he was a honest, and paid man when he had
it."

"His/her child was a strange youth", taken back the Dominie. "Nobody seemed
he/she takes care of anything around him. And when he left the setup he/she was thought
he had in the city and it became an unworthy. But here he is, it did a
man of him and it has it didn't forget his/her old friends."

This was the good news to Angeline and Hanz. He/she anchors the name of Price Fund,
the serious-digger's child, old revived if you remember not pleasant. The odd one
the old captain had not forgotten his/her first love. The flame of that love
always the scorching, but it never dies out. Disappointment can cross him/it for a,
veil of time his/her charm, but you/he/she can never extinguish him/it. As strange, Angeline
thought that his/her boy of darling, the consolation of its heart should have
met once this it discarded in love, and under such circumstances. And that him
friend should be only such and protecting to his/her boy you/he/she showed as good person a
heart that he had.

The good news gave an additional charm to the fun of the evening.
One after the other shaken Hanz and Angeline from the hand, and he congratulated
them on the happy perspective. Indeed, they seemed the happiest people on
earth. Jugs of fresh cider were filled and they drank to the health of
Heads Price Fund, of the good ship Pacific--the poor individual that had
only a serious-digger for a father, and he/she left the setup without friends and
without a shilling.

And these strong farmers now took again to their pipes, and having
smoked in silence for at least five minutes, he/she embraced and he/she kissed them
innkeepers and uniforms for the night.




I CAPITULATE XV.

MRS. CHAPMAN ED THE YOU LOOK FOR SUPERIOR.