Samantha among the Brethren — Volume 3 by Marietta Holley
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And it wuz not half an hour after Elnathen Pressley came to the door and
give us the invitations, that I see the change in his mean. And when I asked him about it afterwards, what that strange and curius look meant, he never hung back a mite from tellin' me, but sez right out plain: "Mebby, Samantha, I hain't done exactly as I ort to by cousin Lodema, and I have made up my mind to make her a happy surprise before she goes away." "Wall," sez I, "so do." I thought he wuz goin' to get her a new dress. She had been a-hintin' to him dretful strong to that effect. She wanted a parmetty, or a balzereen, or a circassien, which wuz in voge in her young days. But I wuz in hopes he would get her a cashmere, and told him so, plain. But I couldn't get him to tell what the surprise wuz. He only sez, sez he: "I am goin' to make her a happy surprise." And the thought that he wuz a-goin' to branch out and make a change, wuz considerable of a comfort to me. And I needed comfort--yes, indeed I did--I needed it bad. For not one single thing did I do for her that I done right, though I tried my best to do well by her. But she found fault with my vittles from mornin' till night, though I am called a excellent cook all over Jonesville, and all round the adjoining |
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