L. J. And the cook’th name ith Henry Mudgett. MRS. G. The cook! What der yer know abaout the cook? L. J. He’th real nithe. I thaw him lath fall. Hith mother an’ grandfather live down to Nantucket. Hith grandfather thalth (_salts_) down fith, nam’th (_name’s_) Zabulon, and they have a big houth an’ a lot of land. CAPT. G. A lot o’ sand, I guess you mean. Haow’d yer come ter know ’em so well? J. Q. A. Oh! They was up here in the fall when we went a-chippin’ with Mary, and they talked with us a good deal. L. J. Yeth, an’ the thkipper’th thon kept lookin’ at Mary. J. Q. A. Yes, and so did Hank at you. L. J. Hith name ain’t Hank! it’h Henry! J. Q. A. Oh, Lawks! MRS. G. Whar _is_ Mary? J. Q. A. We left her down to the wharf, an’ she was a talkin’ to the skipper’s son. L. J. Yeth, and the thkipper came out, and he talked, an’ they all laughed, and he thed to John Pin, “Run along, Totty, with your log o’ wood. They’ll foller ye, an’ tell yer pa an’ ma all about it.” J. Q. A. I guess I aint Totty! (_Chewing._) I seen ’em an’ after they done it,— L. J. Oh, John Pin Ad! you muthn’t thay ‘I theen,’ _Mary_ theth. You can’t thay ‘theen’ nor ‘done,’ unleth you can thay have’ before it; an’ you can’t thay ‘I theed,’ at all. J. Q. A. I guess I can too. Mary needn’t feel so big ’cause she’s ben to Bradford ’cademy three months. L. J. Yeth, you mutht thay ‘I have thawed,’ and ‘I hain’t theen,’ and ‘I have did,’ and ‘I hain’t done it,’ and you’ll be right. J. Q. A. Poh! you ain’t right at all! Hear me. You must say ‘I have done, I have seen,’ or ‘I saw and I did’; and you must never say ‘I seed, I sawed, I seen,’ nor ‘I done it.’ That’s what _Mary_ says. L. J. Father thayth ‘I theen and I done’; and I gueth what father theth ith about right. CAPT. G. O child! Yer mustn’t talk as I do. Mary knows what’s proper to say, better’n yer old dad. He never had no edication. There was no ’cademy for him. MRS. G. Nor me, nuther. Gals wa’n’t ’lowed to go to school in my time, daown to Plymouth, when my folks lived there. There was too many boys wanted to go; and the gals had to stay ter hum, to make room for ’em. (_Enter_ MARY _and_ WILLIAM.) MARY. Father, here’s Captain Miller’s son. I made his acquaintance down at the wharf last fall. (_Goes to_ MRS. G., _seats herself on a stool near her, and arranges rags, and hands them to her_.) CAPT. G. (_rising and shaking hands with_ WILL). Is that _so_? WILL. Yes! and, when I went home, I told the folks all about her and the children, and the Captain and Mrs. Gandy; and mother said one of her girl friends, a real intimate, married a Gandy. MRS. G. What was her name afore she was married? WILL. Johnson. MRS. G. Plumy Johnson, as I’m alive! WILL. Yes, her name was Plumy—Plumy Johnson. MRS. G. (_shaking his hand_) Wal, if ain’t right glad ter see yer. Set right daown an’ tell us all abaout your folks.