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Mrs. Brown at the play, by Arthur Sketchley
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Mrs. Brown at the play, by Arthur Sketchley in Ottawa, ON
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Mrs. Brown at the play, by Arthur Sketchley in Ottawa, ON
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Size: Paperback (2012 A)
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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. 1871 Excerpt: ...she says, "and now I must be goin'', and thank you." "Well then," I says, "tell your mother as I''ll come and see ''er, and," I says, "what''s the best time for to find ''er alone?" "Oh," she says, "father in general is out of a evenin''." I says, "Takes you to the theayter, I suppose." "Oh, no," she says, "me and Fanny goes together." I says, "Well, then, I''ll come some evenin'' Sood," and off that poor child went. My ''ands was pretty full in them days, for we wasn''t fust-rate off ourselves, and all the children ''ad bad colds, and as to Joe''s chilblains they was hawful; but when I''d got ''em all to bed two evenin''s arter, and Mrs. Challen, she''d come in to give me a ''elpin'' ''and, and wasn''t in no ''urry to get ''ome, and said as she''d stop till I come back, and off I sets for Baker''s Row, tho'' it were a downright dreadful night, and the wind that ''igh as you couldn''t keep a umbreller over you. I don''t think as ever I ''ad a worse walk, but law, when I got to where the Pudseys was a-livin'', it was dreadful to be sure, the top back garret of a ''ouse in Baker''s Row, a bit of a room, and that ''ot as it were stiflin'', thro'' a coke fire. Mrs. Pudsey, poor soul, were that glad to see me, a-layin'' in ''er bed, as were a miserable one enough, and three children ''uddled round the fire. I says to ''er, "''Ow do you feel yourself?" She only shakes ''er ''ead, and begun to give way. I says, "Come, you mustn''t do that, bear up." She says to the two little girls, "Take Sam down into Mrs. Moggridge''s room, and ask ''er to let you stop there a bit." I says, "Yes, do, and here''s a bit of parlymint apiece for you," and off they went as lively as kittens,...
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. 1871 Excerpt: ...she says, "and now I must be goin'', and thank you." "Well then," I says, "tell your mother as I''ll come and see ''er, and," I says, "what''s the best time for to find ''er alone?" "Oh," she says, "father in general is out of a evenin''." I says, "Takes you to the theayter, I suppose." "Oh, no," she says, "me and Fanny goes together." I says, "Well, then, I''ll come some evenin'' Sood," and off that poor child went. My ''ands was pretty full in them days, for we wasn''t fust-rate off ourselves, and all the children ''ad bad colds, and as to Joe''s chilblains they was hawful; but when I''d got ''em all to bed two evenin''s arter, and Mrs. Challen, she''d come in to give me a ''elpin'' ''and, and wasn''t in no ''urry to get ''ome, and said as she''d stop till I come back, and off I sets for Baker''s Row, tho'' it were a downright dreadful night, and the wind that ''igh as you couldn''t keep a umbreller over you. I don''t think as ever I ''ad a worse walk, but law, when I got to where the Pudseys was a-livin'', it was dreadful to be sure, the top back garret of a ''ouse in Baker''s Row, a bit of a room, and that ''ot as it were stiflin'', thro'' a coke fire. Mrs. Pudsey, poor soul, were that glad to see me, a-layin'' in ''er bed, as were a miserable one enough, and three children ''uddled round the fire. I says to ''er, "''Ow do you feel yourself?" She only shakes ''er ''ead, and begun to give way. I says, "Come, you mustn''t do that, bear up." She says to the two little girls, "Take Sam down into Mrs. Moggridge''s room, and ask ''er to let you stop there a bit." I says, "Yes, do, and here''s a bit of parlymint apiece for you," and off they went as lively as kittens,...



















