The Grinder Papers — page 72: what you’re looking at

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THE GRINDER PAPERS. 64 says, ‘“ Yes, ” as bold as brass, for I warn't goin to tell how’t Sally Spiggot writ it for me. Lor’, yes—I always was well thought of, an’ kep’ the fust so- ciety wherever I went—none o' your low, uneddicated folks—I despise em. That was an examination. You don’t see none such nowhere now. We all parsed grammar, and ciphered sums, and did hist'ry, and some on ‘em recited pieces they'd selected. The parents was to teach ‘em, and poor little Jemmimy Sprouts, she hadn't no mar, and she went and stood up when called on, and begun to repeat this here: ‘©To the dark and silent tomb Soon I hastened from the——”’ There she was choked by Miss Squizzle, and carried into a class- room and feruled on both hands. Though how was a mother- less child to know how’t an epitaph on a new-born infant warn’t the thing to speak. 3 But this here ain’t my topic. I wanted to tell ye how I didn’t happen for to marry. You see [ never took no notion to none o’ my numerous ad- | mirers, only Mozart Jenks; and though I knowed he was infa- tooated with my charms, seemed as if he wouldn’t never come to the pint; knowed he adored me, but he was too bashful to say so. We went round a heap together, and he sot up with me a number o times in the parlor till twelve o’clock ; but then, even, he didn’t never speak six words. Most you'd get out of eGoim (@) | oe) cS