The Grinder Papers — page 228: what you’re looking at

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THE GRINDER PAPERS. 223 NUMBER TWENTY-SEVEN. CHARITY REVEALS A FAMILY SECRET. He, he, he! Here Iam, Samanthy-~. Don’t you go to run- nin’ away. “Tain’t no stranger—only me. I hate bein’ stiff and ceremonious, so I jest come in the back kitching way, with- out knocking. Don’t ye make any company 0’ me. A plate o milk-toast, or strawberry short-cake, or an omlight, or any- thin’ you happen to toss up will do for lunch. IT allus make a pint o’ takin’ that at a friend’s. These here restorationers cheat so. Land o’ liberty! they charge all creation fur a couple o’ bites, and restoration vittles kinder seems to leave you empty; besides, you come under the obsérvation o’ the men sect, which has a habit o’ starin’ at persons o’ a prepossessin’ toners even if they air approachin’ matoority. Washin’, hey? How yaller your things hev got. But playin’ the pianner and crotcheting don’t make good workin’ hands. Well, I hain’t seen ye sence you was about thirteen, I should say. You don't favor your age—kinder scragey and yaller you’ve got. But them that marries early ginerally shows it. Singular _ blessedness fur me, unless me and my pardner was congenial. You hope you and Simeon air? Oh, well, I don’t say but Eomicboo (@) Sil m -