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we ‘ eel ¥ “ Je) . ent i. — % . ,! i id wai = ‘— 2 p . + ah e! ; a 4 4 > tte : . 14 THE GRINDER PAPERS. ond wife; and my niece Amanda, married to Oliver Pedge, a printer; and Mr. Twombly and his sister; and the Rev. Ozias Black, if he’s living; and Miscindy Knobs, the dressmaker, if she hasn’t caught.a husband, which isn’t likely, for she’s as homely as a rail fence, and past thirty.” | “Well,” says he, ‘‘now wereall right. Where does any one of ‘em live?” : | “Don't you know?” says I. **T don’t,” says he. ‘‘Nor I neither,” saysI, ‘‘unless I had my letters here out of the old desk at home. I calculate Martha will take me to see them. Come, now, you do know. Our stage-driver at Perkins- burg knows everybody there.” ‘This is cutting it too fat, old lady,” says he, ‘‘A fellow cant know all New York. If you can’t remember a number, praps you'll go to a hotel.” ‘“‘No,” says I; ‘‘you’re paid to take me to John Mawkins, and here I'll sit until you do.” At that he got into a rage, and down he climbed and opened the door. ‘“‘T sha’n't charge you for these two blocks,” says he. ‘* Will you take your money back and getout? Maybe sitting on your trunks will bring back your memory, ma’am.” ‘‘l won't get out,” says I. ‘Then you'll go to a hotel ?” ‘*No taverns for m2,” says I. Then he swore—he did, indeed—right at me.