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THE GRINDER PAPERS. 147 “‘No matter, thank ye. I’m better. Sorry tu hev troubled 33 ye. Sez I, ‘‘I perceive thar’s a wonderful improvement. Good- mornin’,” sez I. : ez she, ‘‘ Du sot longer.’’ “No,” sez I, ‘‘obliged tu ye. My brother don’t approve o’ wimmin gadding. So I endeavor tu be intu my own hum as much as possible.” She bows and grins, and away I goes, and Jonathan was a set- tin’ ontu our porch a waitin’ fur me. Sez he, ‘‘Ts she better?” Sez I, ‘‘She warn’t never nun the wuss, so you needn’t fid- get. And he shet his head. Arter that the widder let us alone; and when I come away x) she hadn't spoke tu him fura month. Didn't expect she would, fur she was makin’ her best endivors fur tu ketch Capting Crump, o the tavern. And even widdys can’t marry .two tu the same time without being subpoenaed fur burglary. Well, 'd been in York quite a spell, when one day there , came a letter tu me, directed ‘‘in haste;” and when I opened it, ‘twas from our help, Eveliny Buckstaver, and the contents was sich that I acterelly thought I'd keel over: ‘‘T take up my pen in hand,” says the faithful critter, ‘‘fur tu have the pleasure of apprising you how't she’s cotch’t him at last. Oh, why did you leave him, Miss Charity? fur what's only a help, when it comes to widders, and she says, when you say GComicboo (ee)