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Good evening, Marm, said Mr. Slick,
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He, said she,
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Oh no, said Mr. Stick,
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So am I, said she,
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Well if that ain't a beautiful child! Come here, my little man and shake hands along with me; well, I declare if that 'ere little feller ain't the finest child I ever seed! What, not abed yet? Ah, you rogue, where did you get them 'ere pretty rosy cheeks; stole 'em from mamma, eh? Well, I wish my old mother could see that child, it is such a treat. In our country, said he, turning to me,
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Here the
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began to operate. Mrs. Pugwash said in a milder tone than we had yet heard,
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Go, my dear to the gentleman; go, dear. Mr. Slick kissed him, asked him if he would go to the States along with him, told him all the little girls there would fall in love with him, for they didn't see such a beautiful face once in a month of Sundays.
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Black eyes--let me see--ah mamma's eyes too, and black hair also; as I am alive, why you are mamma's own boy--the very image of mamma.
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Do be seated, gentlemen, said Mrs. Pugwash.
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Sally make a fire in the next room.
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She ought to be proud of you, he continued.
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Well, if I live to return here, I must paint your face, and have it put on my clocks, and our folks will buy the clocks for the sake of the face. Did you ever see, said he, again addressing me,
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I am sure you have had no supper, said Mrs. Pugwash to me;
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I am sorry to give you so much trouble,
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Not the least trouble in the world, she replied,