But we are anticipating every thing ; we have jumped from
the very fabrication of the roly-poly to the sparkling of the
elder-flower, of that elder-flower which never sparkled at
Milend, and should not have done so in this narrative, until
the pudding had been fully disposed of. The reader may,
however, take that for granted, and feel perfectly satisfied
that little Jacob has done his duty to the pudding, as he is
now doing it to the nuts and wine. He has a fancy for
putting his kernels into the wine-glass, and fishing them out
with a spoon, and is so occupied just now, whilst grandmother
and Uncle Jacob sit patiently looking on.
" Jerry likes nuts," says little Jacob ; " I wonder if he likes
wine too."

" It would be a good thing," said Mrs. Qgden, with her
slow and distinct pronunciation, — " it would be a good thing
if young men would take example by their 'orses, and drink
nothing but water."

" Nay, nay, mother," said Uncle Jacob, " you wouldn't wish
to see our lad a teetotaller."

" I see no 'arm in bein' a teetotaller, and I see a good
deal of 'arm that 's brought on with drinking spirits. I wish
the lad's father was a teetotaller. But come" (to litlle Ja-
cob), "you '11 'ave another glass of elder-flower. Well, willn't
ye now ? Then 'ave a glass of port ; it 'II do you no 'arm."

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