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"Compiled From Her Letters and Journals by Her Son Charles Edward Stowe"

All day long
running from one thing to another, as for example, thus:---
Mrs. Stowe, how shall I make this lounge, and what shall I cover the
back with first?
_Mrs. Stowe_. With the coarse cotton in the closet.
_Woman_. Mrs. Stowe, there isn't any more soap to clean the
windows.
_Mrs. Stowe_. Where shall I get soap?
Here H., run up to the store and get two bars.
There is a man below wants to see Mrs. Stowe about the cistern. Before
you go down, Mrs. Stowe, just show me how to cover this round end of
the lounge.
There 's a man up from the depot, and he says that a box has come for
Mrs. Stowe, and it's coming up to the house; will you come down and
see about it?
Mrs. Stowe, don't go till you have shown the man how to nail that
carpet in the corner. He 's nailed it all crooked; what shall he do?
The black thread is all used up, and what shall I do about putting
gimp on the back of that sofa? Mrs. Stowe, there is a man come with a
lot of pails and tinware from Furbish; will you settle the bill now?
Mrs. Stowe, here is a letter just come from Boston inclosing that bill
of lading; the man wants to know what he shall do with the goods. If
you will tell me what to say I will answer the letter for you.
Mrs. Stowe, the meat-man is at the door. Hadn't we better get a little
beefsteak, or something, for dinner?
Shall Hatty go to Boardman's for some more black thread?
Mrs.


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