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Whenever we drove down on Sunday afternoon to see Mrs Spicer, and as soon as we got near enough for them to hear the rattle of the cart, we'd see the children running to the house as fast as they could split, and hear them screaming 'Oh, marther! Here comes Mr and Mrs Wilson in their spring-cart. The floor nearly always needed at least one flick of the broom on account of the fowls.

The minister had already learnt that this particular rhythm in taps denoted the fingers of his enkindling landlady, and the doomed young fellow buried his first mouthful under a look of receptive blandness. 'We have a chicken in the house, Mr. Stockdale I quite forgot to mention it just now. Perhaps you would like Marther Sarer to bring it up?

Wylie yelled at them now and then, and grumbled at the cooking, and at his wife for not being able to keep the children quiet. It was: "Marther! you didn't put no sugar in my tea." "Mother, Jimmy's got my place; make him move." "Mawther! do speak to this Fred." "Oh! father, this big brute of a Harry's kickin' me!" And so on.

'Now take them down to your mis'ess, and say they are some clothes I have found here and know nothing about. As the door was left open he heard the conversation downstairs. 'How stupid! said Mrs. Newberry, in a tone of confusion. 'Why, Marther Sarer, I did not tell you to take 'em to Mr. Stockdale's room? 'I thought they must be his as they was so muddy, said Martha humbly.

Present the selector, the missus, the neighbour, Corney George nicknamed "Henry George" Tommy, Jacky, and the younger children. Shoo!" Corney: "He says " Tom: "Marther, jist speak to this Jack." Missus: "Shoo!" Neighbour: "I think 'Lookin' Backwards' is more " Missus: "Shoo! Shoo! Tom, can't you see that fowl?" Selector: "Now I think 'Caesar's Column' is more likely Just look at " Missus: "Shoo!

Shoo!" Selector: "Just look at the French Revolution." Corney: "Now, Henry George-" Tom: "Marther! I seen a old-man kangaroo up on " Missus: "Shut up! Eat your dinner an' hold your tongue. Carn't you see someone's speakin'?" Selector: "Just look at the French " Shoo!" Blast yer! that I should say such a thing." Neighbour: "But 'Lookin' Backwards" Missus: "There you go, Tom!

It was Mrs. Newberry who comed in to you just by now, because she wanted to see if you was good-looking. Later in the evening, when Stockdale was about to begin supper, she came again. 'I have come myself, Mr. Stockdale, she said. The minister stood up in acknowledgment of the honour. 'I am afraid little Marther might not make you understand.

A little girl crept in at the summons, and made tea for him. Her name, she said, was Marther Sarer, and she lived out there, nodding towards the road and village generally. Before Stockdale had got far with his meal, a tap sounded on the door behind him, and on his telling the inquirer to come in, a rustle of garments caused him to turn his head.