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It is quite true that she did not behave straightforwardly, and I am very sorry to have to say it. I shall not be going home again: I have quite made up my mind about that. I am afraid I must not let you come here to call upon me. I have a particular reason for it. To tell you the truth, my friend Mrs. Mumford is very particular, and rather fussy, and has a rather trying temper.
The captain laughed; but seeing that I was not in a jovial mood, stopped that and said 'But are you serious? 'Serious? I certainly am. The captain glanced up at the pilot-house and said 'He wants to get off at Napoleon! 'Napoleon ? 'That's what he says. 'Great Caesar's ghost! Uncle Mumford approached along the deck. The captain said
'The upshot of it is this, cried Mumford: 'Miss Derrick has to leave the house, and, if necessary, I shall tell her so myself. Again Emmeline was cold and lofty. There was no necessity whatever for any further communication between Clarence and Miss Derrick. Let the affair be left entirely in her hands.
When I lived with Captain George Mumford, only to try my strength, I took up on my knees a tierce of salt containing seven bushels, and carried it two or three rods. Of this fact there are several eye witnesses now living. Towards the close of the time that I resided with this master, I had a falling out with my mistress. This happened one time when my master was gone to Long-Island a gunning.
I left home just to please them, and now I'm to go back just when it suits their convenience. Certainly not. 'But what will you do, Louise, asked Mrs. Mumford, 'if Mr. Higgins is quite determined? 'Do? Oh! I shall settle it easy enough. I shall write at once to the old man and tell him I'm getting on so nicely in every way that I couldn't dream of leaving you. It's all nonsense, you'll see.
I am sorry I shall have but little to bring with me; but I know you won't, you are so good! and I will work the harder, when I come home, if I can get a little plain-work, or any thing, to do. But all your neighbourhood is so poor, that I fear I shall want work, except, may be, dame Mumford can help me to something, from any good family she is acquainted with. Here, what a sad thing it is!
She ascertained that an old gentleman called Mumford had been ejected from his farm and had been given a little cottage rent-free, where he lived on ten shillings a week from a farmers' benevolent society, supplemented by seven that was being allowed him by the Ashburnham trustees. Edward had just discovered that fact from the estate accounts.
He wondered where they would come out again. "I haven't seen anybody this time," said Maggie, "for six months." "Not even Mr. Mumford?" "Oh, no, not him. I don't want to see him." And her thoughts ran back to where they started from. "It hasn't come lately," said Maggie, "it hasn't come for quite a long time." "What hasn't come?" "What I've been telling you what I'm afraid of."
So to my office a little, and then to the Duke of Albemarle's about some business. The streets mighty empty all the way, now even in London, which is a sad sight. And to Westminster Hall, where talking, hearing very sad stories from Mrs. Mumford; among others, of Mrs. Michell's son's family.
It was generally believed that if a victim of the fever became wet by dew he was sure to die. After eight years Mumford and the remainder of his family returned to America, where the accrued checks he possessed for cashing made him reasonably wealthy. Anna married Robert Scott and moved to Jacksonville, where she has lived since. Interview with subject, Mrs.
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