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Martha By-the-Day

Chapter 8 No.8

Word Count: 2326    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

nd Miss Lang for the more than probable appearance, during the day, of the officer

no business in his place at all, let alone that you assaulted an'

breakfast needs of such of her flock as still rem

makes an impression on the young-which they ain't sense enough to know the difference between a eggsample an' a warnin'. An' the girls, too! As I told you las' night, it's bad for the country when matrimony ain't made to look like a prize-package, no matter what it reely is. What's goin' to become o' the population, I should like to know? Here's Cora now, wantin' t

still absent, there was a gentle rap upon the door, and Claire, anxious to anticipate Ma, made haste to answer it, and saw a stranger standing on the threshold. It was difficult, at first,

, her Maltee cat vas having some liddle kittens already, a mont' ago. I tink Mis' Slawson, she lige to hef von off dem pussies, ja? Annyhow, I bring her von here, und I esk you vill gif it

and great Sam Slawson shook with laughter till his sides ached, and a fit of coughing set in

trump-only I wisht you'd get rid o' that cough-You had it just about long

or the first minit the madam claps eyes to you, that'll be the decidin' minit for you. Have you everything you need, ready to your hand? Is all your little laces an' frills done up fresh an'

ot, Martha," she replied evasively. "Just one of my linen shirtwa

They ain't your style. You don't wanter look like you been dressed by your worst enemy, do you? You're so little an' dainty,

ll enough to realize it was useles

butterfly, Marth

can't

, because I can't find it. I dare say it'll turn up some d

leavin' it soak in the suds, so's there wouldn't be no strain-like, rubbin' it, an' the dust'd just drop out natura

Marth

sta gone an' lost your pretty lace

f no consequence. T

the purpose. Say, I shouldn't wonder but it got into the tub someways, an' then, when I let the water out, the sucka

rence, Martha. I never liked that bu

our heart to think o' one o' them poor innercent colleens over there pricklin' her eyes out, makin' such grandjer for the like o' me, when no doubt she thought she was doin' it for some great dame, would be sportin' it out loud, in her auta on Fifth Avenoo. What use have I, in my business, for that kinder decoration, I should like to know! It'd only be distractin' me, gettin' in me pails when I'm scrubbin'.

seless t

tricked out in all the bravery of Martha's really beautiful "jabbow," and looked "

d fluttery as the jabbow looked, and when Claire found herself being actually ushered into the boudoir of

r the trial, by dropping hints every now and then, as to the best methods of dealing with

u oncet get used to it. There's one thing it's good to remember. Them high-toned folks has somehow got it fixed in their minds that the rich must not be annoyed, so it'll be money

folks, 'he must be guided by love alone.' I remember she said oncet he'd be 'as good as a kitten for hours at a time if you only give'm a ball of twine to play with.' Well, his nurse, she give'm the ball of twine one day when she had somethin' doin' that took up all her time an' attention on her own account, an' when she come back from her outin', you couldn't walk a step in the house without breakin' your leg (the nurse she did sprain her ankle), on account o' the cat's-cradle effect the young villain had strung acrost the halls, an' from one doorknob to the other, so there wasn't an inch o' the place free. An' he'd got the tooth-paste toobs, an' squoze out the insides, an' painted ove

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'Little boys that's well-regge

don't

thought two wa

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too many q

want to know-now lithen-do

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puthy-cath

as a corner on t

have

lucky, like Mr. Carne

rnegie an' Mr

No

don't

had a hard day,' says I.

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r surroundings, and the strange predicament in which she found herself. She could, at length, look at the door she supposed led into Mrs. Sherman's room, without such a quick contraction of the heart as caused her breath to come

man's door at all, but another), and a tall, upright masculine figure appeared in the doorway, she at once jumped to the conc

from an altitude far above her own. "She hopes you will excuse her. She has asked me to talk with

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