Cy Whittaker's Place by Joseph Crosby Lincoln
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Captain Cy.
"But what makes her sing so everlastin' LOUD?" "Can't hear herself if she don't. I could stand her deefness, because that's an affliction and we may all come to it; but--" The housekeeper, still singing, entered the room and planted herself in a chair. "Good evenin', Mr. Tidditt," she said, smiling genially. "Nice weather we've been havin'." Asaph nodded. "Sociable critter, ain't she!" observed the captain. "Always willin' to help entertain. Comes and sets up with me till bedtime. Tells about her family troubles. Preaches about her niece out West, and how set the niece and the rest of the Western relations are to have her make 'em a visit. I told her she better go--I thought 'twould do her good. I know 'twould help ME consider'ble to see her start. "She's got so now she finds fault with my neckties," he added, "says I must be careful and not get my feet wet. Picks out what I ought to wear so's I won't get cold. She'll adopt me pretty soon. Oh, it's all right! She can't hear what you say. Are your dishes done?" he shrieked, turning to the old lady. "One? One what?" inquired Mrs. Beasley. |
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