"Quad's odds"; . rglad of it, for she was a motherly-looking old lady, andshe didnt have a car-load of baggage. All she had was ahand-trunk, three bundles, something in a pillow-slip, anumbrella, something tied up in a towel, a bag of some-thing else, and two or three more bundles. Theres them doughnuts for Peters children, she saidas she stacked up the bundles, and thems chestnuts forSarahs young uns; and thems herbs for the colic—driedbeef for lunch on the way—carpet rags for Melissa—driedapples enough to go around—some o them dried plums for sickness And finally she had them all before her.
"Quad's odds"; . rglad of it, for she was a motherly-looking old lady, andshe didnt have a car-load of baggage. All she had was ahand-trunk, three bundles, something in a pillow-slip, anumbrella, something tied up in a towel, a bag of some-thing else, and two or three more bundles. Theres them doughnuts for Peters children, she saidas she stacked up the bundles, and thems chestnuts forSarahs young uns; and thems herbs for the colic—driedbeef for lunch on the way—carpet rags for Melissa—driedapples enough to go around—some o them dried plums for sickness And finally she had them all before her. She countedup on her fingers, nodded her head, and sat back andlooked at me through her spectacles. Finally she inquired: Haint you Mr. Johnson ?I replied that I was not. I thought sure you was him, butnow I see you haint, she went on, though Ill leave it to forty if you donthave a Johnson look, cept the joh^onT None of the Johnsons have red hair. No, my name is George Washington, I replied. 242. THE TRUTH COMES OUT. 243 Washington? Washington? Any relation to themWashingtons in Medina ? Not as I know of. Well, seems as if I had seen you afore, but I cantplace you. Going fur ? Yes. Been away somewhere ? Yes. Folks expect you home ? No—havent any home; Im an orphan. Dear me! but I can feel for you if thats the case!Who brung you up ? No one in particular. At the tender age of nine yearsT went to sea. To see who ? To sea—to sail upon the ocean. I went with a pirate. Oh! ha! Yes, I became a pirate, and for years I helped to burn, kill and plunder. I I became a monster,and it was one con-tinual feast of bloodfor ten long years! But youve re-formed, havent you,she asked, moving off| a little and reachingfj out for her bundles.^ Yes, I am now as innocent as a child—as you are. Got religion at camp-meeting, I spose ?Yes. Well, them camp-meetings is powerful things. There
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