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SEAMSTRESSES AGAIN. 237
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" I ask yer pardon , sir , " said Dorothy , in much agitation , " but Mary White ' s very sorely . If you could send her a shillin' or two
she'd be very thankful . " The foreman took not the least notice of this speech , but drew out
his toothpick in an absent leisurely manner , while with his left hand he took up some waistcoats which a delicate , but very interesting
girl had spread timidly before Mm . " I wanted these here button ups , " said he with careless
gruffness . " No , sir , " said the girl , in amaze . " These is same as I took
back for the inlinings . These belongs to the shippin' order . " " That order 's made up . I don't want no more o' these . "
" But , " said the girl , panting with excitement , " you know , sir , "
The foreman interrupted her by taking the waistcoats and sweeping them to the other end of the counter , and again he gave the
signal for another to come up . " There's a God above , sir , " said Dorothy , in a tone of quiet
warning , as with trembling hands she retiedher bundle . " Ha , ha , ha 9 " rejoined the foreman , "withdrawing * his toothpick
and holding it at arm ' s-length . "Aye , and there ' s a devil too , " he said , laughing still , " but I can't think what he's about . "Wish he'd
clear off a score or two o' the hands . " " Strikes me the devil don't like women , " said the " gent" with the
cigar . ' * 'Sides a troop like yours is _enoug-h to scare him . " The foreman made no reply . An old woman stood before him .
Slowly the poor girl picked up the waistcoats which he had thrown upon the floor , and was endeavoring to collect her bundle ,
but her senses faltered . Every drop of blood had fled from her lipsto aid the failing heart : a mist gathered before her eyes , and then
the room , the lights , the foreman gave one quick swoop—she was sinking to the floor .
Dorothy hastened to succour her . c " Let's try an' get outside , poor thing" she saidin a tone of commiseration . " Happen ye'll
,, be better when ye get in the air . I'll tek yer _bimdle : there ' s a God above us allmy lovey . Ye mun look to Him , poor soul ; there
, isn't nobody else that ye can look to . " And the good creature led the poor thing tenderly out .
" Why , why , " said the women in blank dismay , as Dorothy and the girl again appeared outside , " surely Fanny aint gotten them
back again /" " She has , " said Dorothy sadly , as she re -pinned the bundle .
" Come along wi' us , " said a rather ill-favored woman , in a tone of indescribable compassion . "We gotten rid of ours . She shall hev
a drop o' gin , it'll muddle her a bit , poor dear ! " and the poor drooping creature was half borne along between her kindly meaning
companions .
Dorothy stood a moment or two as if bewildered . These scenes
Seamstresses Again. 237
SEAMSTRESSES AGAIN . 237
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Dec. 1, 1859, page 237, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01121859/page/21/
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