The Grinder Papers — page 23: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Se LHE GRINDER PAPERS. NUMBER TWO. MISS CHARITY GRINDERS SHOPPING EXCURSION. I’m Martha Mawkins. I’m not particularly fond of writing. Nobody ever called me a blue-stocking, thank goodness. But when your feelings are worked upon, and your husband does not sympathize with you (John Mawkins never does), but says ‘‘bother!” and ‘‘stuff and nonsense,” you naturally have . recourse to the papers. And I have had the most srrofic day. I’ve been out shopping with cousin Charity Grinder. Yes, she's here—been here two days; and if she could, she'd keep me in the street all the time, I believe. She has a yellow shawl, my dear, and some kind of a cotton- back velvet bonnet, made in the year one, with blue roses, and aruche witha green edge (why do milliners do such things?), and a vail all big scollops, and tambour work or cotton net, just as brown can be; and, oh, dear! oh, my! oh! a pair of leather boots, with great brass tags to the lacings hanging down them, and a pair of blue worsted stockings that you can see ever so much of, for her common poplin ‘‘gown,’ above her ankles. How I feel when my friends meet us! as she calls it, is . CO comicbooks