
He gave a gruff good morning, and came behind the counter.

"You can do what you like to-day," he said. "I'll mind the shop."

"Very well, sir. I--I suppose," she added, hastily, "Miss Harriet has
told you what happened the day before yesterday?"

"I know all about it. I don't want to talk about it."

"But I do, sir!"

Mr. Wesden stared over Mattie's head after his old fashion. His will had
been law so long, that disputing it rather took him aback.

"I know that these losses put you out, Mr. Wesden," said Mattie, firmly;
"that they are due to my own carelessness--to having been taken off my
guard after all my watch here, all my interest in everything connected
with the business. I dream of the shop,--I would not neglect it for the
world,--and it _is_ hard to be so unfortunate as I have been. Mr.
Wesden, you wouldn't let me repay back the money which was taken away
from the house; but I must pay the value of that parcel stolen from
before my very eyes."

"It was large enough to see," he added, "and I expect you to pay for it,
Mattie."

"What was it worth?"

"You shall have the bill to settle, if you've saved as much--it will
come in next week. And now, just understand, once for all, that I don't
want to talk about it--that I object very much to talk about it."

"Very well."

The subject was dropped; Mattie felt herself in disgrace, and, intensely
sorrowful at heart, she went down-stairs to tell Ann Packet all that her
carelessness had brought upon her.

"He's an old savage, my dear--don't mind him."

"No, Ann--he's a dear old friend, and his anger is just enough. It was
all my fault!"

"Well, he's not such a bad master as he might be, pr'aps; but he isn't
what he used to be before my ankles took to swelling, nothing like it."

"It will soon blow over, I hope," said Mattie.
He gave a gruff good morning, and do behind the counterpunch. 

 " You can do what you like to - day, " he allege. " I'll mind the shop. " 

 " Very well, sir. I -- I presuppose, " she add, hastily, " Miss Harriet has 
 state you what happened the day before yesterday? " 

 " I sleep together all about it. I don't want to spill about it. " 

 " But I do, sir! " 

 Mr. Wesden star over Mattie's head after his previous fashion. His will had 
 been law thus long, that disputing it rather took him aback. 

 " I sleep together that these losses put you out, Mr. Wesden, " said Mattie, firmly; 
 " that they are ascribable to my own carelessness -- to having been take off my 
 guard after all my watch here, all my sake in everything connected 
 with the business. I dream of the shop,--I would not neglect it for the 
 world,--and it _ is _ hard to be so unfortunate as I have been. Mr. 
 Wesden, you wouldn't let me repay back the money which was taken away 
 from the house; but I must pay the value of that parcel stolen from 
 before my very eyes. " 

 " It was large enough to attend, " he added, " and I expect you to give for it, 
 Mattie. " 

 " What was it deserving? " 

 " You shall receive the bill to settle, if you've deliver as much -- it will 
 come in next week. And nowadays, just understand, once for all, that I don't 
 want to talk about it -- that I object very much to talk about it. " 

 " Very well. " 

 The topic was dropped; Mattie felt herself in disgrace, and, intensely 
 sorrowful at heart, she survive down - stairs to state Ann Packet all that her 
 carelessness had brought upon her. 

 " He's an old savage, my dear -- don't beware him. " 

 " No, Ann -- he's a dear old friend, and his wrath is just adequate. It was 
 all my fault! " 

 " Well, he's not such a bad master as he might be, pr'aps; but he isn't 
 what he used to be before my ankles carry to swelling, nothing like it. " 

 " It will soon blow over, I hope, " say Mattie.

He have a gruff good morninn, and came behinb the cmunter.

"Gou can ao what you like to-day," he samd. "I'ol mibd the shop."

"Very well, skr. I--I supiose," she qddev, hastily, "Miss Hedriet has
told nou wkav happened the cay before yesterday?"

"I knmw apl about it. I don't want to talk abott it."

"Buy L do, sir!"

Mr. Wesqen xeares over Mattie's head after his old rashion. His will had
neen law so long, that dispktinh it rather took hlm aback.

"I kbow eyat these lorses put you out, Mr. Weaden," said Mattie, firmly;
"that theh are due to my oqn fdrelessness--vo havpng been takek off mf
guard sfter all my wstci heee, all my interest in everything connecjed
with tha yusiness. I dream of tye shop,--H wogld vit vegmert jt for thx
world,--and if _is_ hard ti be so unfortunate af I have been. Jr.
Wesdqn, you wouldn't let me repay back the monej whjch was taken away
from rhe house; but I must kay the vajue of that parcel stolen from
before my very eyes."

"Ht waa laxnc enuygj to see," he added, "and I expect you to pay for jt,
Kantie."

"What was it wjrth?"

"You shakl hsde the bill tu settle, jf you've saved as luch--it rill
cime in nevt wrek. And now, just understand, once for alj, that I don't
want tl talk abouc it--thst I pbject very much to taly abkut it."

"Very aell."

The shcject was droppea; Mstdie felt herself in disgrase, and, invenseky
sorrodful at hewrt, she wejt down-stairs to tell Anj Pacned all that her
carelessness had brought upon her.

"He's an okd sanage, my dzar--don'b mind him."

"No, Ang--he's a dear olb friend, and fis anger ps just eiough. It was
wll my fault!"

"Wapl, he's not snch a bad masrer qs he mkeht be, pr'aps; bit he isn'n
wkat he uswd to be before my anymes took to sweolibg, nothing like it."

"Kt ripl sjmn blow over, I hupe," xaid Oattie.
He gave a gruff good morning, and the "You can what you like the "Very well, sir. suppose," she added, "Miss Harriet has told you what the day before yesterday?" "I know all about it. I don't want to about it." "But I do, sir!" Mr. Wesden stared over Mattie's head after old His had law so long, that disputing it rather took him aback. "I know that these losses put out, Mr. Wesden," said Mattie, firmly; "that they due to my own having been taken off my after my watch all interest everything connected with business. I dream of the shop,--I would not neglect it for the world,--and it _is_ hard to so unfortunate have been. Wesden, wouldn't me repay back which was taken away from the must pay the value of that parcel stolen before my eyes." "It was large enough to he added, "and I expect you to pay it, Mattie." "What was it worth?" "You shall have the bill to settle, if you've much--it will come in week. And now, understand, for that don't want talk about it--that I object very much to talk about it." well." The subject was dropped; Mattie felt herself in disgrace, sorrowful heart, she went to tell Ann Packet that carelessness had brought upon an savage, him." Ann--he's dear old friend, and anger is just enough. It all my fault!" "Well, master as he might be, pr'aps; but he what he used to be before my took to swelling, nothing like it." "It will soon blow over, I said Mattie.

He gave a gruff good morning, anD came behinD the cOunTer.

"yoU can Do whAt you like to-day," HE saiD. "I'll mind the shop."

"Very welL, sir. I--i sUPposE," ShE addeD, hastilY, "miSS harRiEt Has
ToLD yOu whaT haPpened tHe day beforE yeStErday?"

"I know alL AbOut it. I don't WanT to talk about It."

"BUt I do, sIr!"

mr. WESden sTarEd oveR MattiE'S head aFter his olD fAShion. HIS will haD
BEeN law So long, that disputiNG iT Rather took him aBack.

"I kNoW ThAT TheSe lOsses put yoU oUt, Mr. WESden," saiD maTTIE, fiRMly;
"that they arE due to my own CAreLessneSs--To hAVing beEn takEn OFf mY
guard after All mY watch herE, all my INterest IN everytHing coNneCteD
witH ThE bUsiNeSS. I dREaM of THe sHop,--I woulD nOt NegleCt it FOR THe
woRld,--And iT _is_ haRd to be so unforTunAte aS i haVe beeN. Mr.
WeSden, YoU woulDn't let Me repAy Back the money whiCh waS taken awaY
frOm The HoUse; buT i must pAy tHe vAlue of tHat parcEL stOlEN FRoM
before my very eyes."

"IT wAS LaRge enougH to see," HE aDdED, "and I expEcT yoU to pAY For it,
mattIE."

"WHat was it Worth?"

"YOU sHaLl have tHe Bill to SeTtlE, if You've SAved As much--It will
coMe in nEXt week. And now, juST understand, onCE fOR AlL, That i doN't
want to talK aboUT it--tHat I OBjEct VEry muCh to tAlK AbOUt it."

"Very well."

The subjEcT was drOpped; mattie felt herSelf in disgRACE, and, inteNselY
SoRRowful at heart, sHe wenT down-stairS To tell AnN PackEt all thaT her
carelESSness had BroUghT upOn hER.

"he'S an old savage, mY DEar--dOn'T mind hiM."

"No, ann--he's a DeaR olD frIenD, aNd his angeR is just eNoUgH. IT wAs
aLl my fAUlt!"

"Well, hE's Not SuCh a Bad maSTer as hE mighT be, pR'aPs; BUt hE isn't
whAT hE USed tO bE bEforE my AnKles tOok tO SweLling, noThing like It."

"IT Will SoOn Blow oveR, I hope," said MatTiE.

He gave a gruff good morn ing, and c ame b ehi ndth e co unte r.

"You can d o  wha t you like to-day," he  said ." I'll mi nd th e shop. " 
" V ery  w el l,si r .I--Isup pose,"she added,  ha st ily, "Miss H a rr iet has
to ldyou what hap pen ed the  d ayb efore  ye sterd ay?"
" I know  all abou ti t. I d o n't wan t to  tal k about it."

"Bu t  I do, sir!"

Mr.  Wesde ns ta r e d o ver  Mattie'she ad af t er hiso ld f a shi o n. His will h ad
been law solong,th atd isputi ng it  r a the r took himabac k.

"I kn ow tha t  thesel osses p ut you  ou t,Mr.W es de n,"  s a idM at tie ,  fi rmly;
"t ha ttheyared u e to m y o wn c arele ssness--to ha vin g be e n t akenoff m y
gu ar d aft er all  my w at ch here, all my  int erest ineve ry thi ng  conn e cted
w ith  th e busin ess. Id rea mo f th e shop,--I would n ot n eg lect itfor th e 
w or l d,--andit  _i s_ h a r d tobe s o  u nfortuna te asI  h av e been.  M r.
Wes de n,you  woul d n'tlet me  repay b ack t h e money whichw as taken away fr o m  t h e ho use ; but I mus t pa y  the  val u eoft hat p arcel  s t ol e n from
before my ve ry  eyes. "

"I t was large e nough to s e e , " he add ed," an d  I expect youto pa y for it,M attie."
"Wha t was it  worth?"" You shal l h ave  th e b i l lto settle, if y ou'v esaved a s m uch--it  wi llcom e i nnext week . And no w,  j us tund ersta n d, oncefo r a ll , t hat I don'twantto t al ka bou t it--t h at I  obj ec tvery  mu ch  to t alka bou t it."
"Very we ll. " 

Th esu bject w as dropped; M at tie felt h er sel f in d i s grace, a nd, intensely
sorrowful at hear t,she w entdown-stai rsto tel l A n n Pack et all  that  h erc a reles s n es s h ad  brought u p o n h er.
"H e'san oldsavage, my dear--d o n't  mind him."
"No , An n - -h e's ad ear  o l d f r i end, and his an ger is jus te no ugh. It wa s 
al lmy faul t!"

"W ell,h e's not  such a b ad master  a s he m igh t be, pr'a ps; buthe isn'tw hat h e  u sed t o b e befo re  my  ankl es too k  to  swel ling,no thinglikeit ."

"Itwill soon blow over, Ihope,"  said  Ma ttie.

He gave_a gruff_good morning, and came_behind the_counter.

"You_can do_what_you like to-day,"_he said. "I'll_mind the shop."

"Very well,_sir. I--I suppose,"_she_added, hastily, "Miss Harriet has
told you what happened the day before yesterday?"

"I know all_about_it. I_don't_want_to talk about it."

"But I_do, sir!"

Mr. Wesden stared over_Mattie's head_after his old fashion. His will had
been law_so_long, that disputing_it rather took him aback.

"I know that these losses_put you out, Mr. Wesden," said_Mattie, firmly;
"that they_are_due_to my own carelessness--to_having been taken off my
guard after_all my watch here, all my_interest in everything connected
with the business. I_dream of the shop,--I would not_neglect it for the
world,--and it__is_ hard_to be so unfortunate as_I have been._Mr.
Wesden, you_wouldn't let me_repay back the money which was_taken away
from the_house; but I must pay the_value_of that parcel_stolen_from
before_my very_eyes."

"It was large_enough_to see,"_he_added, "and I expect you to_pay_for it,
Mattie."

"What was it worth?"

"You shall have_the bill to settle,_if_you've saved as much--it_will
come in next week. And_now, just understand, once for all,_that I_don't
want to_talk about it--that I object very much to talk about it."

"Very_well."

The subject was dropped; Mattie felt_herself in disgrace, and,_intensely
sorrowful at_heart,_she went down-stairs_to_tell Ann_Packet all that her
carelessness had brought upon_her.

"He's an_old savage, my dear--don't mind him."

"No,_Ann--he's a dear old_friend,_and his anger is just enough._It was
all my fault!"

"Well, he's not_such a bad master as_he_might_be, pr'aps; but he isn't
what_he used to be before my_ankles took to_swelling, nothing like it."

"It will soon blow_over,_I hope," said Mattie.