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_ band; and the way he took her joy at meet-
ing with her old nurse was more than J
- could have thought of; and nothing would
serve her, but she must have me in the house,
to see after her babby when it came, as I had
done after her, quite thirty years before!
I tried to insense her I was not fit for that
work now; still she held on to her fancy,
and I went into the house to satisfy her: it
wasn’t thes babby, but the first one. Such
a kind, good, considerate husband as she
has—a dear gentleman — and everything her
heart can wish for. i
“Thah! thah! I had not been long in the
house when I saw that at times she was
flushed and excited, and ‘took .more wine
than I thought right, only I did not let on
to. the servants that I noticed it. And the
doctor, I laid the blame to him, he would
talk about keeping up her streneth by stim-

| ulants, instead of nourishments ; and the fine