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    " Sir, Your Most Dear Daughters." " I Pr...

    _^ _" i ( A Better jam * roll than . nothing You'll , like I suppose that , I / know ' answered . " Nedshrugg ' ing M _& I

    , shoulders . There was a long pause , during which the gentleman helped ;

    himself oftener than I liked to . the strong beer , remarking that _., when a fellow had nothing to eat he must drink .

    _Feg began to whistle softly . At last the _shufiling boy con- * - descended to make his appearance with clean plates . :

    " Jane has been washin' of ; ' em / ' said he , apologetically , to account for his long absence . • :

    . "Why , I had a lot of new ones over , a fortnight ago , " cried , Ned .. "Ohnever mind talking about itbut Jane , has broken them

    , , _, nearly all . " . > . _, " Goodness , Meg ! Why don't you teach the , woman to wash the

    plates 411 teach without her smashing ! What on them earth ?" do I know about washing plates ?—''

    " If you please , mum , " screams Jane , " I can't get the puddia ' : _hovit of the cloth , it's s tucked . Will mastermind its coming in cloth ,

    and _Aall ?" _; The In came master the rapped pudding out - _^— an a mass oath as of he coarse said grey " No ish . " clothcovered ;

    , with jam , and mingled with what looked like gruel . " Jane says she ' s feared the water's got in" said the boy ;

    ,, depositing - ¦ I saw her the lips dish tremble before as Margaret , she helped . her husband to the best . bit !

    she could find . He tasted . it cautiously , and then flung the plate ; away with an exclamation less polite than energetic .

    " It tastes of tallow , " said he , with a face so ludicrously expressive of disgust , that I could not suppress the ghost of a laugh .

    The shuffling boy stared hard at the pudding , and then in a tone : of simple conviction , without one tinge of disgust or surprise ,

    uttered these words , — _" It's tied up in the cloth as we rolled the candles in the last

    time we brought a lot from the town . " ' Ned made a wry faceand starting up poured himself out a full

    , glass of brandy . " One needs something to wash that down , " he muttered . .,

    Margaret rose trembling . "If you would only stay at home sometimesNedit would be such a help and comfort to meand

    , , , Jane I know would try to do better . " She spoke timidly and hurriedly . _<

    " What next , I wonder ? " said Ned ; " a man . must go out ) and amuse himselfbut surelyit ' s a woman's place to stay at

    home , and mind her , house . You , may poison me > but you won't . ; _faake a milksop of me . " .

    v I felt pained . " Alas ! " said I in a ghostly whisper , " here are ; faults _© n both sides—a man carelessirregularand selfishand a

    , , , , woman without tact enough to adapt herself to circumstances . !'_•; _;

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  • English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Oct. 1, 1862, page 96, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01101862/page/24/