heir breasts with longing for the land of their fathers;
and finally how the old man died leaving his children and their mother in
prosperous circumstances. It is a wonderful letter, Mr, all written in
the pure old Welsh language."

"I say, Mr, you are a cute one and know a thing or two. I suppose Welsh
was the first language you learnt, like myself?"

"No, it wasn't--I like to speak the truth--never took to either speaking
or reading the Welsh language till I was past sixteen."

"'Stonishing! but see the force of blood at last. In any line of
business?"

"No, Mr, can't say I am."

"Have money in your pocket, and travel for pleasure. Come to see
father's land."

"Come to see old Wales. And what brings you here, Hiraeth?"

"That's longing. No, not exactly. Came over to England to see what I
could do. Got in with house at Liverpool in the drapery business.
Travel for it hereabouts, having connections and speaking the language.
Do branch business here for a banking-house besides. Manage to get on
smartly."

"You look a smart 'un. But don't you find it sometimes hard to compete
with English travellers in the drapery line?"

"I guess not. English travellers! set of nat'rals. Don't know the
language and nothing else. Could whip a dozen any day. Regularly
flummox them."

"You do, Mr? Ah, I see you're a cute 'un. Glad to have met you."

"I say, Mr, you have not told me from what county your forefathers were."

"From Norfolk and Cornwall counties."

"Didn't know there were such counties in Wales."

"But there are in England."

"Why, you told me you were of Welsh parents."

"No, I didn't. You told yourself so."

"But how did you come to know Welsh?"

"Why, that's my bit of a secret."

"But you are of the United States?"

"Never knew that before."

"Mr, you flummox me."

"Just as you do the English drapery travellers. Ah, you're a cute
'un--but do you think it altogether a cute trick to stow all those
sovereigns in that drawer?"

"Who should take them out, Mr?"

"Who should take them out? Why, any of the swell mob that should chance
to be in the house might unlock the drawer with their flash keys as soon
as your back is turned, and take out all the coin."

"But there are none of the swell mob here."

"How do you know, that?" said I, "the swell mob travel wide about--how do
you know that I am not one of them?"

"The swell mob don't speak Welsh, I guess."

"Don't be too sure o