Identifier: saturdayeveningp1933unse (find matches)
Title: The Saturday evening post
Year: 1839 (1830s)
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Publisher: Philadelphia : G. Graham
Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
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was so comfortable! And I should lilje to go di-rectly you find another maid,miss, said Pansy, twisting thedagger in the wound. I—I—thought you liked theplace! cried Poppy almosttearfully. Oh, yes, I like the place as well as I could possibly likeany place, said Pansy, relenting a little. After all Poppy had been the easiest mistress. Then what do you want to go for? Is it the wages?Ill make pa double them, said Poppy, beginning to fightfor peace and comfort. No, it isnt the wages, said Pansy. You dont mean to say its pa? Surely you dont payany heed to his nonsense. I tell you youve only got toclout his head once or twice, and hell be as meek as alamb. Oh.no, it isnt Mr. Briggs,said Pansy contemptuously. Ah, I know what it is! Youre going to get married.Its always the way when one gets really suited, saidPoppy in a tone of the last hopelessness. No, Im not, said Pansy quickly and with no littleheat. The fact is I rlont need a place any longer. In fact ILLUSTRATED B r H. M O W Jt T
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r You Dont Really Think Im Going to Ran Away With You?m Sure of It—Even If I Have to Carry You Every Inch of the Way I never did need one. All the while Ive been quitewell off if Id only known it. I only learned to-day thatsome copper shares my father left me are worth a greatdeal of money, and I thought they werent worth anythingat all. Now, if that isnt romantic! cried Poppy, brightening.And I am glad to hear it, even though it does mean yourleaving. I always knew you were above your place. Youwere always much too civil and obliging not to be a lady.I shall be more than sorry to lose you. Its very nice of you to say so, said Pansy. In the face of this generous spirit her hostility, if it hadnot vanished wholly, had abated considerably. Its true, said Poppy with manifest sincerity. Everance I left Bootle youre the only girl Ive come across Ireally liked. I—I—suppose She stopped short. What? said Pansy. Poppy hesitated; then she went on: Isuppos<you wouldnt care to be a kind

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