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Aunt Phillis's Cabin - Or, Southern Life As It Is by Mary H. (Mary Henderson) Eastman
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interferin with the cookin, no how; a woman oughter 'tend to these
matters. 'Pears to me, Mr. Moore, (captain, as you calls him,) is mighty
fidjetty about bottles, all at once. But if he cant bear the sight of a
brandy bottle in the house, bring 'em down here to me; I'll keep 'em out of
his sight, I'll be bound. I'll put 'em in the corner of my old chist
yonder, and I'd like to see him thar, rummagin arter brandy bottles or any
thing else."

Mrs. Moore was very much relieved by this suggestion, and when her husband
came in, she enlarged on the necessity of Polly's having her own way about
the cooking, and wound up by saying that Polly must take charge of all the
bottles, and by this arrangement he would not be annoyed by the sight of
them.

"But, my dear," said he, "do you think it right to give such things in
charge of a servant?"

"Why, Aunt Polly never drinks."

"Yes, but Emmy, you don't consider the temptation."

"La, William, do hush; why if you talk about temptation, she's had that all
her life, and she could have drank herself to death long ago. Just say yes,
and be done with it, for it has worried me to death all day, and I want it
settled, and off my mind."

"Well, do as you like," said Captain Moore, "but remember, it will be your
fault if any thing happens."

"Nothing is going to happen," said Mrs. Moore, jumping up, and seizing the
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