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Updated: June 15, 2025
"No wonder that plagues and distempers abound, While there is a glutton in camp to be found, To spurn at the counsel kind Heaven did give And guzzle up all, and have nothing to save. "When glutton goes in and sits down with the rest, His hoggish old nature it grabs for the best The cake and the custard, the crull and the pie He cares not for others, but takes care of I.
That wretch, Van Quintem, jr., without a doubt. Did you never warn Miss Minford against him?" "Once," said Mrs. Crull, with a faint choke in her voice. "I had noticed his glances toward her at the inquest, and I told her he was a bad young man, and she must not allow him to speak to her in the street, and that, if he should come to my house to see her, I should shut the door in his face."
But don't forget that I'm your mother, now." Pet kissed Mrs. Crull, and placed her little hand confidingly in the large, ineradicably red hand of her protectress. "Now that Marcus Wilkeson stands in the relation of uncle to you," said Overtop, "there is no harm in telling you something."
She was very pale, and tears dimmed her eyes. Mrs. Crull flew toward her, and the poor girl fell on her breast, and cried as if her heart would break. Good Mrs. Crull helped her to a sofa, and sat down, and strained her young friend closely to her bosom, "Be calm," said she, "dear child!" Old Van Quintem and Bog looked on with sad interest.
Crull, like a good wife, cheerfully and tenderly performed that duty. Mrs. Crull, though not wanting in love for her disabled consort, was loth to abandon her lessons. Having tasted of the Pierian spring, she desired to drink deeply. As Miss Pillbody could not continue her course of instruction at Mrs.
The prompt Overtop was ready to give it; and, in a few moments, Bog was enlightened with the great discovery. "And Pet has been crying a little because she is so happy that's all," added Mrs. Crull. "Sit down here, Bog." Mrs. Crull made room for him on the other end of the sofa where she was sitting her left hand still smoothing the soft brown hair of her adopted child.
Sometimes terror, sometimes tears, would choke her voice; but the cheering words and the smelling bottle of Mrs. Crull invariably "brought her round in no time," in the words of that estimable lady. Pet told the story of her return home on the fatal night, of her finding Mr.
Anxious to strengthen herself on that weak point, Mrs. Crull set a watch on her language, and gave every word a good look before she sent it forth. The effect of this constant introspection was most happy; but, at times, Mrs. Crull would be thrown off her guard by a rush of ideas, and all the old blunders would come out.
What she did conscientiously to the others for pay, she would have done to Pet for love, had not her bills been settled in advance. Minford's, and notify Pet, who was only too happy to go to her beloved teacher, and take an extra lesson. Mrs. Crull could not be called a promising pupil. Her intentions were excellent. Her patience and her good nature were unbounded.
Miss Pillbody thankfully accepted the noble offer; though she feared that she would never obtain scholars enough to repay the money which Mrs. Crull was willing to advance, and also to defray the current expenses of housekeeping. Mrs. Crull entertained no such fears. She had great faith in the efficacy of advertising.
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