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I turned hot all over when I found out what I'd put my name to, me that had always be'n counted a smart woman! I did undertake to read it over, but I couldn't sense it. I've told all the folks so when they laid it off on to me some: but hand-writin' is awful tedious readin' and my head felt that day as if the works was gone."
He didn't let me have a wink o' sleep till pretty nigh daylight the next mornin', an' axed me more questions about birds an' beasts an' fishes than I was iver axed before in the whole course o' my life an' it warn't yesterday I was born. I began to feel quite like a settlement boy at school. An' he set it all down, too, as fast as I could speak, in the queerest hand-writin' you ever did see.
Onless it's young Mr. Kinzer. I hasn't a word to say 'gin him or Mr. Foster, or dat ar' young mish'nayry." "Glorianna," said Bill doubtfully, "do you s'pose Dick did all dat writin' his own self?" "Sho! Course he did! Don't I know his hand-writin'? Ain't he my own blessed boy? Guess he did, and I's goin' ober to show it to Mrs. Kinzer. It'll do her good to hear from de 'cad'my."
Herbert at once withdrew a few steps, placing his hands behind him. "Listen here," he said; "you think we got time to read a lot o' nothin' in your ole hand-writin' that nobody can read anyhow, and then go and toil and moil to print it on our printin'-press? I guess we got work enough printin' what we write for our newspaper our own selves!
"And now I got to find some way to let her know I didn't see her letter to me. Doc, will you write and tell her for me?" she pleaded. "My hand-writin' ain't just so plain that way, Tillie. But I'll give you all the paper and envelops and stamps you want to write on yourself to her." "Oh, Doc!" Tillie gazed at him in fervent gratitude. "But mebbe I hadn't ought to take 'em when I can't pay you."
"If he comes back he'll see and read 'em." "No. No, sir! He may see 'em," said Mammy June, shaking her head on the pillow. "But he won't read 'em." "Why won't he?" Russ demanded in some heat. "I wrote them just as plain as plain!" "But," said Mammy June, still sadly, "you see, my Sneezer never learnt to read hand-writin'!"
Mammy June shook her head somewhat sadly. "Dat boy always have to wo'k," she said. "When first he went away he sent me back money by mail. The man he wo'ked for sent it. Then Sneezer losed his job. But he never learnt to read hand-writin'. Much as he could do to spell out the big print on the front of the newspapers. That's surely so!"
"Here, hold hard a moment Is it in Pamphlett's hand-writin' by any chance?" The question wounded Lippity-Libby's feelings, and he showed it. "As if I shouldn' ha' told you!" he protested, gently reproachful. "Nor his clerk's?" "What, Hendy? Hendy makes all his long letters straight up an' down, while these be made with loops.
I turned hot all over when I found out what I'd put my name to, me that had always be'n counted a smart woman! I did undertake to read it over, but I couldn't sense it. I've told all the folks so when they laid it off on to me some: but hand-writin' is awful tedious readin' and my head felt that day as if the works was gone.
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