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154 LTHE GRINDER PAPERS. se NUMBER NINETEEN. MISS GRINDER EATS HER PECK OF DIRT. Don't say nuthin’, Emma Jane. I’ve been hevin’ the awful- lest time. Wish tu marcy I hadn’t never left Peekskill. York folks is the dirtiest critters born, and them Peelers is the nastiest o the bilin’. ‘Talk about your peck o’ dirt. I've had it in one mess. Augh! It rles me tu think on't. Du give me suthin’ to settle me. Augh! 7 | ) Never, no never, so long as I’m a livin’ sinner, will I go to see Volumny Peeler. It’s as much as a body's life’s worth. You wouldn’t think it tu look at the house, fur they take great airs. The heft o’ the dirt’s down kitchen. I went down there once, and found the help a polishin’ the tumblers with her apron, and warn’t anxious to goagin. I begun to suspect then what I found out arterwards, fur I ain’t told you the worst by a good deal. Volumny is quite young, and so’s her pardner. They've got a couple o’ children, and two aunts o’ his’n live with ‘em. One is a dredful fleshy old lady. T’other thin asa rail. The fleshy one is Aunt Partheny ; she’s got suthin’ the matter with her feet. Some days she can’t only wear Mr. Peeler’s slippers. And the comicbooks.co ’ .- 4 Ns ¥i2 “4 As, ' > | uN 7? 4% e 4} ‘ ’ ; hae t ed me Ne SY RIG en) ey