'I HAVE heerd say, mim, that the illnesses of some ladies was all
pretensions, and that they could faint away, stone dead, whenever they
had the inclinations so to do. Of course I never see sich cases with my
own eyes--ho no! He he he! Nor master neither--ho no! He he he! I HAVE
heerd the neighbours make remark as some one as they was acquainted
with, was a poor good-natur'd mean-spirited creetur, as went out
fishing for a wife one day, and caught a Tartar. Of course I never to my
knowledge see the poor person himself. Nor did you neither, mim--ho no.
I wonder who it can be--don't you, mim? No doubt you do, mim. Ho yes. He
he he!'
Again Miggs paused for a reply; and none being offered, was so oppressed
with teeming spite and spleen, that she seemed like to burst.
'I'm glad Miss Dolly can laugh,' cried Miggs with a feeble titter. 'I
like to see folks a-laughing--so do you, mim, don't you? You was always
glad to see people in spirits, wasn't you, mim? And you always did your
best to keep 'em cheerful, didn't you, mim? Though there an't such a
great deal to laugh at now either; is there, mim? It an't so much of a
catch, after looking out so sharp ever since she was a little chit, and
costing such a deal in dress and show, to get a poor, common soldier,
with one arm, is it, mim? He he! I wouldn't have a husband with one arm,
anyways.
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