not stop here. Our friend Birney has done more than this.

"For the last fifteen years he has purchased for and supplied his
tenants with flaxseed, and for which, at the subsequent gale time, in
October, they merely repay him the cost price, without interest or any
other charge save that of carriage.

"He also gives his tenantry, free of all charges, as much turf-bog as is
necessary for the abundant supply of their own fuel.

"He has all along paid the poor-rates, without charging one farthing to
the tenant.

"During a season of potato blight, he forgave every tenant paying under
ten pounds, half a year's rent; under twenty, a quarter's rent; and over
it, twenty per cent. Now, it is such landlords as this that are the best
benefactors to the people, to the country, and ultimately to themselves;
but, unfortunately, we cannot get them to think so; and I fear that
nothing but the iron scourge of necessity will ever teach them their
duty, and then, like most other knowledge derived from the same painful
source, it will probably come too late. One would imagine a landlord
ought to know without teaching, that, when he presses his tenantry until
they fall, he must himself fall with them. In truth, I must be off now."

"Well, then, promise to dine with me tomorrow."

"If I can I will, then, with pleasure; but still it may be out of my
power. I'll try, however. What's your hour?"

"Suit your own convenience: name it yourself."

"Good honest old five o'clock, then; that is, if I can come at all, but
if I cannot, don't be disappointed. The Lord knows I'll do everything in
my power to come, at any rate; and if I fail, it won't be my heart that
will hinder me."

When he had gone, the stranger, after a pause, rang his bell, and in a
few moments Dandy Dulcimer made his appearance.

"Dandy," said his master, "I fear we are never likely to trace this
woman, Mrs. Norton, whom I am so anxious to find."

"Begad, plaise your honor, and it isn't but there's enough of them to be
had. Sure it's a levy I'm houldin' every day in the week wid them, and
only that I'm engaged, as they say, I'd be apt to turn some o' them into
Mrs. Dulcimer."

"How is that, Dandy?"

"Why, sir, I gave out that you're young and handsome, God pardon me."

"How, sirra," said his master, laughing, "do you mean to say that I am
not?"

"Well, sir, wait till you hear, and then you may answer yourself; as for
me, afther what I've seen, I'll not undertake t