molters

Updated: May 11, 2025

So I'll go and stir you up some pills in my marble mortar." "O, dear me, doctor; don't you now! Bring me some lemonade and nuts, for I'm drefful sick; but don't bring me no pills nor molters!" "Poh, only brown bread, Dotty! what do you suppose?" Upon the whole, Miss Dimple, being petted to her heart's content, had quite a comfortable day of it. In the evening she asked,

Sophie May - Little Prudy's Dotty Dimple