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THE GRINDER PAPERS. —_13 NUMBER SEVENTEEN. CHARITY DISCOVERS A SECRET. I never did think much o’ Pamela Pondicherry—never. When she was a gal, by the nameo’ Pamela Tid, she was always kinder hity-tity—tu fixy tu suitme. I warn't never took in by her as some was. ‘‘Handsome is as handsome does,” sez I; jest wait and see. And I did wait, and I and the rest o’ us seen. Can't say she ever let the cloven foot peek out very plain while _ she was a gal, but she winded up by elopin’ with Packenham Pondicherry. Afore her folks caught up with ‘em, they was united in bonds 0 matermony by the Rev. Silas Speers. | That warn’t, tu my way o’ thinkin’, a very creditable way of steppin’ off. But ‘twas done, and they couldn’t du nuthin’ tu prevent it, so they jest sot and took it. Old Mr. Tid said how’ he’d disown Pamely; but seein’ he didn’t hey nuthin’ tu speak on, only a house with a mortgage ontu it about three times its vally (couldn’t ha’ bin? Why, I know it on the first authority), and an old hoss, that was blind o’ an eye, and lame o’ a leg, and there was three sons tu divide amongst arter Miss Tid, his pard- ner, had had her thirds. Pamely didn’t lose much. Mr. Pondicherry is intu the customus now. He was a kind Eomicbooks €oO