such person as Sykes, and you'd have told of his marriage before now if there were. I don't care about hearing a description of it."
"Nonsense Milly, there's no use in being so offish about it. You've got to hear about Sykes' weddin', whether you want to or not, if was such a magnificent affair. He used to love to take a nap out doors in the yard and I used to love to plague him, and he'd always think 'twas the miskeeturs. Sometimes I'd sprinkle water in his face, and when he got up I'd ask him if he had a good nap, and he'd snarl up his face like a knot, and say, 'Yes if it hadn't been for them tarnal critturs.'"
"Why Sykes!" says I, "what if you should get that word into your sermons, you never'd get a culprit's place in the world. Now he was very fond of English titles, he always thought he descended from the English, which gin him a sort of nobility in his own eyes, and he'd rather have the title of culprit than minister."
"Curate, you mean," retorted Milly.
"No matter, it's all the same, if they could only get the money."
"Where did it take, place, in a shed or a palace?"
"Hush, Milly, you forgot yourself. You shouldn't make light of sober things, and that was awfully solemn. But then it was such a magnificent affair there had to be some extensive preparations about it. In them days, 'twan't a great while ago though, but you know in country towns they have some extra buildin's for school'ouses, and so it was thought best to lease one o' them for the occasion, and it was fitted up in