'No, no, Slavin! you stood up like a man,' exclaimed Graeme cheerfully.

'And you bate me fair; an' bedad it was a nate one that laid meout; an' there's no grudge in me heart till ye.'

'All right, Slavin; we'll maybe understand each other much betterafter this.'

'An' that's thrue for yez, sor; an' I'll see that your byes don'tget any more than they ask for,' said in reply Slavin, backing away.

'And I hope that won't be much,' put in Mr. Craig; but Slavin onlygrinned.

When we came to Craig's shack Graeme was glad to rest in the bigchair.

Craig made him a cup of tea, while I smoked, admiring much the deftneatness of the minister's housekeeping, and the gentle, almostmotherly, way he had with Graeme.