. Whims and oddities : in prose and verse. kling to hoth sympathies. It waspathetical to behold her grief, but ludicrous that she knewno better how to grieve. An American might have thought that she was in theact of enjoyment, but for an intermitting^ dear! 0 dear!Passion could not wring more from her in the way of ex-clamation than the tooth-ache. Her lamentations werealways the same, even in tone. By and bye she pulled outthe hair—the cropped, yellow, stunted, scrubby hair; thenshe fell to rocking—then 0 dear! 0 dear !—and then DaCapo. It was an odd sort of elegy, and yet, simple as it was,
. Whims and oddities : in prose and verse. kling to hoth sympathies. It waspathetical to behold her grief, but ludicrous that she knewno better how to grieve. An American might have thought that she was in theact of enjoyment, but for an intermitting^ dear! 0 dear!Passion could not wring more from her in the way of ex-clamation than the tooth-ache. Her lamentations werealways the same, even in tone. By and bye she pulled outthe hair—the cropped, yellow, stunted, scrubby hair; thenshe fell to rocking—then 0 dear! 0 dear !—and then DaCapo. It was an odd sort of elegy, and yet, simple as it was, Ithought it worth a thousand of Lord Littletons! Heyday, Sally ! what is the matter ? was a very na-tural inquiry from my Aunt, when she came down into thekitchen; and if she did not make it with her tongue, atleast it was asked very intelligibly by her eyes. NowSally had but one way of addressing her mistress, and sheused it here. It was the same with which she would haveasked for a holiday, except that the waters stood in PONY-ATOWSKI. SALLY HOLT, AND THE DEATH OF JOHN HAYLOFT. 275 If you please, Maam, said she, rising up from herchair, and dropping her old curtsey, if you please,Maam, its John Hayloft is dead; and then she beganrocking again, as if grief was a baby that wanted joggingto sleep. My Aunt was posed. She w7ould fain have comfortedthe mourner, but her mode of grieving was so out of thecommon way, that she did not know how to begin. Tothe violent she might have brought soothing; to the des-ponding, texts of patience and resignation; to the hys-terical, sal volatile ; she might have asked the sentimentalfor the story of her woes. A good scolding is useful withsome sluggish griefs:—in some cases a cordial. In others—a job. If Sally had only screamed, or bellowed, or fainted, orgone stupified, or raved, or said a collect, or moped about,it would have been easy to deal with her. But with a woman that only rocked on her chair What the devil could my
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