woman. Mamma said we might take them our old winter frocks, and so
David went there."

"And she said if she had a pig to pay the rent she should be quite
happy," said David. "How could he?"

"I suppose," said Miss Fosbrook, "the pig would live on her garden-
stuff, her cabbage-leaves and potato-skins; and that when he was fat
she would sell him, and pay the rent with the money. Am I right,
Sam? you know I am a Cockney."

"You could not be more right if you were a Hampshire beg," said Sam.
"Jack Higgins was her husband's name, and a famous fellow he was; he
once rigged a little boat for me."

"And he sailed with Papa once, long ago," added Susan; to which Sam
rejoined,

"More fool he to go into the merchant service and get drowned, with
nothing for his widow to live upon."

"I say," cried Hal, "why shouldn't we give her a pig?"

"Oh, do!" earnestly exclaimed David.

"I'll catch one," broke from John and Annie at once; "such lots as
there are in the yard!"

"You would catch it, I believe," said Sam disdainfully; while Susan
explained,