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Title: Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 34 December 1886 to May 1887
Year: 1887 (1880s)
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Publisher: New York: Harper & Brothers Publishers
Contributing Library: Brigham Young University-Idaho, David O. McKay Library
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e twists this way and that over the haspicolls, like a parcel ofbobbins. Mrs. Hard. Ah, he would charm the bird from the tree. I was never sohappy before. My boy takes after his father, poor Mr. Lumpkin, exactly.The jewels, my dear Con, shall be yours incontinently. You shall have them.Isnt he a sweet boy, my dear? You shall be married to-morrow, and wellput off the rest of his education, like Dr. Drowsys sermons, to a fitter oppor-tunity. Enter Dig gory. Dig. Wheres the squire ? I have got a letter for your worship.ToxY. Give it to my mamma. She reads all my letters first.Dig. I liad orders to deliver it into your own hands.ToxY. Who does it come from ? A CRAMP PIECE OP PENMANSHIP AS EVER I SAW. SHE STOOPS TO CONQUER. 709 Dig. Your worship innn ask that o tlie letter itself. Tony. I could wish to know, though (turning the letter and gazing on it).Miss Nev. (Aside.) Undone! undone ! A letter to him from Hastings.I know the hand. If my aunt sees it, we are ruined for ever. Ill keep her
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employed a little if I can. (To Mrs. Hardcastle.) But I have not told you,madam, of my cousins smart answer just now to Mr. Marlow. We so laughed.You must know, madam— This way a little, for he nmst not hear us. (Theyconfer.) 710 HARPERS NEW MONTHLY MAGAZINE. Tony. (Still gazing.) A cramj) piece of penmansliip as ever I saw in mylife. I can read 3^onr print hand very well. But here there are such handles,and shanks, and dashes, that one can scarce tell the head from the tail. ToAnthony Lumpkin, Esquire. Its very odd, I can read the outside of my let-ters, where my own name is, well enough. But when I come to ojDen it, its all— buzz. Thats hard, very hard ; forthe inside of the letter is always thecream of the correspondence. Mrs. Hard. Ha! ha! ha! Yerywell, very well. And so my son wastoo hard for the philosopher. Miss Nev. Yes, madam; but youmust hear the rest, madam. A littlemore this way, or he may hear us.Y^ouU hear how he j)iizzled himagain. Mrs. Hard. He seems strangelypuzzl

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