"biddy At The Photographer's."

" Now, ye'll sit quiet - -au' lookatthat sthick, at the corner av the box - an' don't move whilst I'm countin'," says he. At the same time puttin' somethin' that ould pioky-bones had gev him intil the f runt av the little box. " Now mind," says he, " 'don't stur," and' wid that he turned his back au' began to connt for his life. For I end see plain euongh that the laugh wasn'tout av him yit. Och, lave me alone, but I know enongh to not let thim bate me out of anythin' this time, d'ye mind 1 So I jist planted mesilf stret round an' cock' me ;wo eyes stret in the frunt av me. An' :roth, I had quite enougb. to kape me mployed -watchin' the little stick and ;he box and his own back, d'ye mind ? " ïliat'll do for the prisint," says he, "bat remain where ye are, for I may lav to take ye avir ag'n." An' wid that ie hamled a bit av a slate to ould skinnyaags, an' he whip'd wid it intil his little din. Purty soon he kern out, an' the wo wnr talkin' the gether like a couple av pirates, dishputin' betune themsel ves. 80, whin they had sittled it, himself walks up to me, an' says he, "I hav the aicture av you now, only," says he, "it jas far more than belongs to ye but I'll show it to ye to convince ye, that we were not chatin' ye out of yer t yes, ony way." An', Whinny - och, Whinny, acushla ! Iv there wasn't meself wid 'our eyes and two mouths in the face av me. All other ways, os natural as ife, tow skirt and all. "I'm notwillin' ;o give ye so much for the price," says ie, " an' iv ye'll just look at the lovely ittle bird that I'll hould in my hand till [ count thirty, I'll just take two av yer eyes out and clap them intil me pocket ;o remember ye by, an' ysr mouth and voice. 'Deed, I'll never forgit as long as I live," sez lie. So wid that the ould 'airy giv' him the elato back again and ie clapped it intil the box - fixéd me ovir, ivick ; held up his little burd for me to ook at, an' bo jabbers ! he never took lis two eyes off me face, this time, an' ïim countin' as solemn now as an ould Tudge readin' the dith sintince ; and whin they got through, this was what ,hey bring to me ; an' iv ye don't say it's as good a looking gurl as iver left the county Oonnatight- heath, I'm sure my mother will when she sees it. Och, look