HANDSOME IS AS HANDSOME DOES.

BY CH--S R--DE.


CHAPTER I.


The Dodds were dead. For twenty year they had slept under the
green graves of Kittery churchyard. The townfolk still spoke of
them kindly. The keeper of the alehouse, where David had smoked
his pipe, regretted him regularly, and Mistress Kitty, Mrs. Dodd's
maid, whose trim figure always looked well in her mistress's gowns,
was inconsolable. The Hardins were in America. Raby was
aristocratically gouty; Mrs. Raby, religious. Briefly, then, we
have disposed of--

1. Mr. and Mrs. Dodd (dead).

2. Mr. and Mrs. Hardin (translated).

3. Raby, baron et femme. (Yet I don't know about the former; he
came of a long-lived family, and the gout is an uncertain disease.)

We have active at the present writing (place aux dames)--

1. Lady Caroline Coventry, niece of Sir Frederick.