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THE GRINDER PAPERS. 119 ® : NUMBER FIFTEEN. HOW CHARITY GRINDER ELOPES WITH COLONEL KATERMOUNT. I du think Miss Colonel Katermount was the jealousest critter ever I did see. She never let the colonel hev a minnits peace o his life from the time she tuk his name down tu the last I seen of her; and ‘twarn’t as ef the man had been a gay Otheller, neither. He never done nothin’ fur tu exasperate her; and as fur admirin’ o' wimmin, the one he hed was enough tu make _ him disgusted with the hull bilin’. She didn't think so, though. I du b’lieve she'd a got jealous of an old bunnit without no head in it, ef the colonel hed looked at it. He didn't durst speak tu a little gal o fourteen nor a old woman o seventy; and in church, ef he looked off his book, she nudged him with her elber, and kept him awake all night a talkin’ o’ the imperpriety o’ a married man starin’ at the gals. As fur the fair sect, she ad think they was all dyin’ o’ love fur Colonel Katermount. He was an awful humbly man, too. What he had left of his hair was red, and he’d hed the small-pox, and there was one big wart on his nose, and another onto his chin. Besides, poor man, he hed a wooden leg, and was cross-eyed; but, bless you, Gomicbooks €oO