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THE GRINDER PAPERS. 209. ‘And then | heerd a kind o’ whacking sound, and all. was. si-. lent. ‘Bout an hour arter it begun, though, and then I knowed ‘twas the voice o’ a child. The poor creeter kept it up all night— sich moans and screeches I never heerd. They continued until the dawn o’ day. I'd heerd o unnatral parents, but never o’ any so unnat’ral as the Partens. } | Next day I felt it my duty tu keep an eye on’em. He was goin somewhere with a portmantel, and she staid tu hum. The hull day I heerd the cries of the neglected infant, and in the evenin they was worse. At last I retired tu bed and sunk into a agitated slumber. About ten I was awoke by a light on my ceilin’. I seen at once how ‘twas Miss Parten movin’ a lamp. I jumped up and went tu the winder. There was a light in her chamber, and she was standin’ there with a basket in her hand a-tyin’ down the cover after puttin’ in a brickbat. My blood froze in a minute; I knew what she was a doin’. It all rushed on me like a whirl- wind ; and when I seen her put on a hat and shawl and come cut o’ her door, I thought I should keel over. | But the presence o’ mind I’m remarkable for come tu my aid, and I seized a quilt petticut o’ mine and a shawl, and put ‘em on, and rushed down tu the Gullivers’ room. I knocked in a agitated manner, and sez she, ‘‘ What's the matter?” Sez [, ‘‘It ain’t for no common thing I’m summoning you. Eomicboo “S (E(0) aal: