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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1888 Excerpt: ...fast become--Mrs. Skinner. No, she would n't Mrs. Elderbrewster. Yes, she would--Miss Lobside. Give me my smelling-bottle, I beg, Mr. Limpkins. Oh! oh! oh! I shall faint! Mrs. Skinner. Yes, Mr. Seltzer Water, take her home--Miss Lobside. Oh! oh! This is a regular Sewing School for Scandal. Green Curtain I Red Fire! ... Read More

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1888 Excerpt: ...fast become--Mrs. Skinner. No, she would n't Mrs. Elderbrewster. Yes, she would--Miss Lobside. Give me my smelling-bottle, I beg, Mr. Limpkins. Oh! oh! oh! I shall faint! Mrs. Skinner. Yes, Mr. Seltzer Water, take her home--Miss Lobside. Oh! oh! This is a regular Sewing School for Scandal. Green Curtain I Red Fire! UNCLE MICAJAH'S TREAT AT SLAMBASKET BEACH. BY JOHN T. WHEELWRIGHT. er" and, as he was Cashier of the Fireman's Five Cents Savings Bank, he had some right to that title. Their daughter Maria had aspirations, and gave vent to them by playing scales upon the piano. Her brother fohnny, a winning child of ten, was, as Sunday-school weeklies are pleased to call children, the " wellspring of joy in tke household." One hot Saturday afternoon, Mrs. Pettingill Copyright, 1888, By F. E. Chasb. was darning the family stockings in her parlor, when a ring at the front door-bell caused her to put the basket of stockings hurriedly aside and to take up some embroidery. Mrs. P. I wonder who that can be at the door. If it's a pedler, Bridget, tell him he must go right away; the trouble I am put to by these pedlers and book agents is something dreadful, to say nothing of tramps, who sneak into the front entry and steal the overcoats. Mr. Pettingill lost a new blue overcoat last winter, and his umbrella! Put the chain up, Bridget, when you open the door! Uncle Micajah Btiffin (coming into the room after an altercation with Bridget). Well, sister Emily, you did n't get my letter! Your hired girl took me for a tramp, and ordered me away. Mrs. P. Why, brother Micajah Bliffin; where on earth did you come from? You gave me such a start! When did you come to town? How do you do? How is Hepsy? Uncle M. This morning; I'm pretty middlin'; but Hepsy, she always ... Read Less