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Updated: June 29, 2025
Desire the guitar-player to come to me to-day. Amenda (instead of an amende [fine], which he sometimes deserves for not observing his rests properly) must persuade this popular guitarist to visit me, and if possible to come at five o'clock this evening; if not then, at five or six o'clock to-morrow morning; but he must not waken me if I chance to be still asleep. Adieu, mon ami
"'Gadding half over the county with a lot of low soldiers, answered Amenda, continuing her work. "'You had on my hat, I added. "'Yes, sir, replied Amenda, still continuing her work, 'it was the first thing that came to hand. What I'm thankful for is that it wasn't missis's best bonnet.
On coming downstairs the next morning we found the breakfast table spread very nicely, but there was no breakfast. We waited. Ten minutes went by a quarter of an hour twenty minutes. Then Ethelbertha rang the bell. In response Amenda presented herself, calm and respectful. "Do you know that the proper time for breakfast is half-past eight, Amenda?" "Yes'm."
Ethelbertha and I sat down, one each side of our cheerless hearth, and looked at one another, and thought of MacShaughnassy, until Amenda chimed in on our despair with one of those practical suggestions of hers that she occasionally threw out for us to accept or not, as we chose. "Maybe," said she, "I'd better light it in the old way just for to-day." "Do, Amenda," said Ethelbertha, rising.
"Whether Ethelbertha was mollified by the proper spirit displayed in this last remark, I cannot say, but I think it probable. At all events, it was in a voice more of sorrow than of anger that she resumed her examination. "'You were walking with a soldier's arm around your waist when we passed you, Amenda? she observed interrogatively.
"Oh, yes," said Amenda, "I loved him right enough, but it's no good loving a man that wants you to live on sausages that keep you awake all night." "But does he want you to live on sausages?" persisted Ethelbertha. "Oh, he doesn't say anything about it," explained Amenda; "but you know what it is, mum, when you marry a pork butcher: you're expected to eat what's left over.
Amenda accepted her new surroundings with her usual philosophic indifference.
Can't have the roadway blocked up all the afternoon with this 'ere demonstration of the unloved. You'll have to put up with your ordinary young men for to-day. Pass along." In connection with this same barracks, our charwoman told Amenda, who told Ethelbertha, who told me a story, which I now told the boys.
Amenda stayed with us for nearly five years until the milkman, having saved up sufficient to buy a "walk" of his own, had become practicable but her attitude towards us never changed.
My best years will thus pass away, without effecting what my talents and powers might have enabled me to perform. How melancholy is the resignation in which I must take refuge! I had determined to rise superior to all this, but how is it possible? If in the course of six months my malady be pronounced incurable then, Amenda!
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