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THE GRINDER PAPERS. 873 Seemed asef we shouldn’t never find the right gate; but we did at last, and then sez Mr. Blinksop: «Jl jest see how’t the fare is handy afore we get in,” and put his hand iw his pocket. ‘“Land o’ liberty !” sez he. “What zs it?” sez Miss Blinksop. “It's gone!” sez he. ‘“What?” sez she. ‘My purse!” sez he, ‘‘and my specs, and my handkercher, and the medal o’ the Agricultural Serciety, that they gin me for the biggest pumpkin.” ‘Who took it?” sez she, ‘‘Well,” sez he, ‘‘I’m afeared ‘twas the pious young man that I had a delightful season o’ conversation with in the cars. Shouldn't wonderef he was an imposture. Don't believe his uncle was an elder, and calkerlate he didn’t care no more about predestination than his old shoe.” “What a wicked place York is?” sez I. a9 “Tm goin’ hum to-morrow,” sez Miss Blinksop ; andso they did; but that arternoon ther warn’t nobody had no change about ‘em, and we had tu foot it, luggin’ the young ’uns and the bas- kets. At least the rest did; I only carried my numberill. As fur tae park, my be! el is ‘twas constituted fur the purpose o aggravatin’ folks. You can't du nuthin’ you like, and you can t go nowhere you choose; and as fur paths, all the good they air is ti give thom men in gray a chance tu order ye of ’em. No power on airth will ever get me there agin, as sure as my name is Ms; Charity Grinder. te A er, of tye Poe Re a ! vee a) el a ie Rg ee ee i Nl hee Ree ee ae ee ea ak Yas 0) nest » ad ta de ORS ee Pe RS ek ea Oe Sve BOLL ere et pea (ieee hee dhe. ate ate, aad wuycy ay ee SS ee ee = 4 —AT : 4. ee eo ,' 2g fA” ‘oe ; : ¥ &, ¥ a9 J eo al ee “— == ~ Y . B, “ « f f . 4 . ‘ Eomichboo <S €oO