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Peaslee, Miss Ware, books and harmonica in hand, went on her way to visit the afflicted boy in his dungeon. Meanwhile Jim, turning the wringer for Mrs. Calkins, and listening to her stories of "Mark's" prowess with all sorts of malefactors, was having an excellent time. He had decided to be a sheriff when he grew up.
From this water they must be wrung out very dry, and hung out, always out of doors if possible. A wringer is much better than wringing by hand, as the latter is more unequal, and also often twists off buttons. The lines must be perfectly clean. A galvanized-iron wire is best of all; as it never rusts, and needs only to be wiped off each week.
"If Marie Georgiannamore hadn't hid and if Kewpie hadn't gone to the washing and if I hadn't wondered about that wringer thing, I wouldn't have had this candy that I've wanted for for ninety-seven days." "Yes," agreed the doctor as he went out of the door, "things is funny. And my advice to you, young lady, is this; next time you want to see how a wringer works, ask before you investigate.
Take the bed linen first, giving a little extra press to the hems of the sheets. Many housewives have a theory that unironed sheets are the more hygienic; that ironing destroys the life and freshness imparted by the sun and air. Such being the case, the sheets can be evenly and carefully folded and put through the wringer, which will give them a certain smoothness.
Speaking as a sufferer by both, I don't know that I wouldn't as soon have the Merdle lot as your lot. You're a driver in disguise, a screwer by deputy, a wringer, and squeezer, and shaver by substitute. You're a philanthropic sneak. 'Ask these good people who's the hard man here. They'll tell you Pancks, I believe. This was confirmed with cries of 'Certainly, and 'Hear!
Left alone, Mary Jane slipped over to the wringer that was the one thing above all others in the laundry that interested her and she did want to see how it worked. She turned the handle slowly three or four times, watching the cogs as she did so to see how they fit into each other so neatly and then so quickly slipped out again.
"It's a graveyard," murmured Marian, "a graveyard of things people don't want." "That some people didn't want!" corrected the more practical Lucile. "Marian, we're rich!" "Rich?" Marian stared. "Why, yes! Don't you see? There's an old clothes wringer; that's got a lot of wood in it. And there's an old paper bucket. That'll burn. There's a lot of things like that.
"It would come handy, though, to have a man around to see to things and kind o' provide, wouldn't it, though?" persisted Captain Ben. "Some might think so," replied Mrs. Keens, stopping her wringer to reflect a little. "But I haven't any wish to change my situation," she added, decidedly, going on again with her work. "Sure on 't?" persisted the Captain. "Certain," replied the widow.
My! how she did scatter the suds all over, and once some splashed right up in her eye, but she only laughed and sang a funny little song. "Ready now, Curly!" she called to her eldest little boy. "Ready to wring out the clothes through the first water!" So Curly turned the wringer, which doesn't ring like a bell, you know, but squeezes all the water out of the clothes so they will dry better.
Mires Ile have 6 porc chops. at that inst. the telaphone wrang & mr. Mires slidd for it like it was 2nd base. Hold on Mires says Pa, who got here 1st, me or that bell wringer. Igscuse me just 1 min. says Mr. mires. No I be ding if Ile igscuse you says Pa, 1st come 1st served is the rool of bizness all over. But Mr. mires wyped his hands on his apern & ansered the wring & it was mrs.
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