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On Wednesday morning Jacobina was inducted into the comforts of the hearth of mine host; and her four little kittens mewed hard by, from the sinecure of a basket lined with flannel. Reader. Here is wisdom in this chapter: it is not every man who knows how to dispose of his cat! Fall. Out, out, unworthy to speak where he breatheth.... Punt.
Before he left the room, however, Lady Oglethorpe took care to present to him his god-daughter, Mistress Anne Jacobina Woodford, and very low was the girl's obeisance before him, but with far more fright and shyness than before the sweet-faced Queen. "Oh ay!" he said, "I remember honest Will Woodford. He did good service at Southwold. I wish he had left a son like him.
Come, Jacobina, we will lock up the house, and go and see the quarters I have provided for you. Heigho!" As he finished his harangue, the Corporal locked the door of his cottage, and Jacobina trotting by his side, he stalked with his usual stateliness to the Spotted Dog. Dame Dorothy Dealtry received him with a clouded brow, but the man of the world knew whom he had to deal with.
Come up, my good fellows, come to the Spotted Dog; I will tap a barrel on purpose for you; and we will settle the plan of defence for the night. Jacobina, come in, I say, come in, "'Lest, like a lion, they thee tear, And rend in pieces small; While there is none to succour thee, And rid thee out of thrall. What ho, there! Oh! I beg your honour's pardon! Your servant, Mr. Aram."
"Why, your gardiner do say," replied Peter, reluctantly, "as how she goes arter the pheasants in Copse-hole." "The deuce!" cried the Squire; "that will never do: she must be shot, Peter, she must be shot. My pheasants! my best preserves! and poor Goody Truman's cream, too! a perfect devil. Look to it, Peter; if I hear any complaints again, Jacobina is done for What are you laughing at, Nell?"
Goody Solomon sold beer in opposition to you, set up a public; you do not like Goody Solomons, Peter Dealtry?" "If that were all Jacobina had done!" said the landlord, grinning. "All! what else did she do? Why she eat up John Tomkins's canary-bird; and did not John Tomkins, saucy rascal, say you could not sing better nor a raven?"
Seated in the servants' hall of the Manor-house, in a large arm-chair, Jacobina on his knee, and his trusty musket, which, to the great terror of the womankind, had never been uncocked throughout the day, still grasped in his right hand, while the stock was grounded on the floor; he indulged in martial harangues, plentifully interlarded with plagiarisms from the worshipful translations of Messrs.
You are daughter friend wife to me: if any thing happened to you, I should not have the heart to love any thing else. Any body o' me, but you be as kind as any mistress, and much more tractable than any wife; but the world gives you a bad name, Jacobina. Why? Is it that you do worse than the world do? You has no morality in you, Jacobina; well, but has the world? no!
"Why, your gardiner do say," replied Peter, reluctantly, "as how she goes arter the pheasants in Copse-hole." "The deuce!" cried the Squire; "that will never do: she must be shot, Peter, she must be shot. My pheasants! my best preserves! and poor Goody Truman's cream, too! a perfect devil. Look to it, Peter; if I hear any complaints again, Jacobina is done for What are you laughing at, Nell?"
Woodford was called, and his evidence could not choose but to be most damaging as to the conflict on the road at Portsmouth; but as he had not seen the beginning, 'Mistress Anne Jacobina Woodford' was called for.
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