My opinions and Betsy Bobbet'sDesigned as a beacon light, to guide women to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, but which may be read by members of the sterner sect, without injury to themselves or the book . savs he in a wild kind of a wav, take * •» * em, and give me the money quick, before I am com-pletely unmanned. She handed him the monev, and savs he in agitated i» *- tones, Take care of the ear rings, and heaven bless O yon. And he ketched up his things, and started otfin a awful liurrv. Betsev gazed pensively out of the t iC? * winder, till he disapeared in the distance, and th
My opinions and Betsy Bobbet'sDesigned as a beacon light, to guide women to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, but which may be read by members of the sterner sect, without injury to themselves or the book . savs he in a wild kind of a wav, take * •» * em, and give me the money quick, before I am com-pletely unmanned. She handed him the monev, and savs he in agitated i» *- tones, Take care of the ear rings, and heaven bless O yon. And he ketched up his things, and started otfin a awful liurrv. Betsev gazed pensively out of the t iC? * winder, till he disapeared in the distance, and then shebegun to brag about her ear rings, as Miss Shake- C^ C? C7^ speares relicks. Thomas Jefferson praised em awfullyto Betseys face, when he came home, but when I was « in the buttery cuttin cake for supper, he come andleaned over me and whispered— Who bought for gold the purest brass ?Mother, who brought this grief to puss ?What is this maidens name ? Alas ! Betsey Bobbet. And when I went down suller for the butter, he come and stooxl in the outside suller door, and savs he. • How was she fooled, this lovely dame >;How was her reason overcame?What was this lovely creatures name? Betsev BETSEY IS ENLIGHTENED. 143 That is jest the way lie kep at it, lie would kinderhappen round where I was, ami every ehanee he wouldget he would have over a string of them verses, till itdid seem as it I should go crazy. Finally I said tohim in tones hot ore which he quailed, 4 If I hear one word more of poetry from you to-night I will complain to your father, says I wildly, I dont believe there is another woman in the UnitedStates that suffers so much from poetry as I do ! Whathave I done, says I still more wildly, that I shouldbe so tormented by it ? says I, I wont hear anotherword of poetry to-night, says I, I will stand for myrights—I will not be drove into insanity with poetry. Betsey started for home in good season, and I toldher I would go as fur as Squire Edwardses
Size: 1272px × 1963px
Photo credit: © The Reading Room / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No
Keywords: ., bookcentury1800, bookdecade1870, bookidmyopinionsbe, bookyear1875
