The Young Surveyor;

ttom, stood a house, known far and near as "Lord Betterson's," or, as it was sometimes derisively

t down in a lovely slope to the valley, which flowed away in a wider and more magnificent stream of living

orse, for the owner's resources. He had never been able to finish it; and now its weather-browned clapboards, unpainted f

he could swaller, when he sot out to build h

'Lishe. There had been a feeble attempt among the vulgar to familiarize the public mind with 'Lishe Betterson; but the name would not stick to a person of so much dignity of character. It was useless to argue that his dignity was mere pomposity; or that a man who, in building a fine house, broke down before he got the priming on, was unw

ildish hands, and its unfinished rooms, some of them lathed, but unplastered (showing just t

if that was she, the pale, drooping figure, sitting wrapped in an old red shawl, that

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of an invalid child, a girl about eleven years old. The room was comfortless. An old, high-colored piece of carpeting half covered the rough floor; its originally

teen, looking lazily out from under an old ragged hat-rim, pushed over his eyes. Another big, slovenly boy, a year or two young

f good cheer visible in that disorderly room gleamed from the bright eyes of a little girl not more than nine or ten

g tone, "do, one of you, go to the spring and br

go for water," said t

against the laths. "Besides, I've got to milk the cow soo

ou some water as soon as I have done these dishes." And, holding her wet h

as in no hurry. Then the child, stopping only to give a bright

t round the house and let that child Lilian wait upon you, get your suppers, wash

o have that spring moved up into our back yard; it's

Rufe, from his chair. "I wonder nobody ever invented a mi

e to breathe with, next," s

e would be popular in this family. Children cry for

the mother. "You'll want your li

ere's Sal Wiggett,-ain't she smart at it, though? She

. "A wagon without a horse, a fellow pulling in the shafts,

at this announcement,

n the hind part of your wagon? Deer! a deer and a

rd. "Touch one of these deer, and the dog'll have ye! We've got two

d Wad, mockingly. "How man

e savagest dog ever was! And-say! will mother let us take