toast on table, and so plainly denoted an intention to make that young gentleman one of the family, that I frowned it down and confused him more — “I meantersay, you two gentlemen, — which I hope as you get your elths in this close spot?

For the present may be a werry good inn, according to London opinions,” said Joe, confidentially, “and I believe its character do stand it; but I wouldn't keep a pig in it myself, — not in the case that I wished him to fatten wholesome and to eat with a meller flavor on him.”

Having borne this flattering testimony to the merits of our dwelling-place, and having incidentally shown this tendency to call me “sir,” Joe, being invited to sit down to table, looked all round the room for a suitable spot on which to deposit his hat, —