The Grinder Papers — page 70: what you’re looking at

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THE GRINDER PAPERS. 65 NUMBER EIGHT. WHY CHARITY REMAINED MISS GRINDER, Didn’t never hear nuthin’ o’ my precious history, did ye? Law, no, Il reckon not—though I hev been in print, too, Mrs. Cluppins, that come down tu our place to write a cook-book, got my recipe for a plum puddin’, and named it arter me— Charity plum puddin’; and once I contribbited a five-dollar bill to the association for providin’ the Humbug Islanders with pin- cushions, and was alluded to as Miss C. G., of P , $5. However, about my love affairs. I’ve acted nobly, and never told no reporters nothin’ whats’ever about ‘em, on account 0’ the feelin’s o’ them that might read ‘em. I hev been called the Glory of Peekskill in my young days, though t’aint for me to mention it; and I ain’t so orful old now, for the matter o’ that. I could give a list 0’ risin’ young men that offered themselves to me in my airly youth, and two widdiwers, with immense for- tunes; but I turned up my nose at all on ‘em—even one that followed me fifteen years, and committed suicide by plungin’ into — dissipation, after he’d come to the detarmination that nothin’ could induce me to alter my detarmination. Poor dear! he only died four yearsago. His’n was such aslow method. His EComicboo S (eo)