Samantha at the World's Fair by Marietta Holley
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that I hain't tried to cut style--that I didn't try to git you a stylish
meal." I wouldn't say a word further to him, and I never spoke to him once that night--not once, only in the night I thought there wuz a mouse in the room, and I forgot myself and called on him for help. And for three days I didn't pass nothin' but the compliments with him; he felt bad--he worships me. He did it all to keep me from goin' to a costly place--I know what his motives wuz--but he had mortified me too deep. CHAPTER XV. Wall, this mornin' I said that I would go to see the Palace of Art if I had to go on my hands and knees. And Josiah sez, "I guess you'd need a new pair of knees by the time you got there." And I do spoze it wuz milds and milds from where I wuz. But I only wanted to let Josiah Allen know my cast-iron determination to not be put off another minute in payin' my devours to Art. He see it writ in my mean and didn't make no moves towards breakin' it |
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