“See here,” interrupts Mrs. Sampson, “I reckon I’ve got something to say in this consultation. That flax- seed done me more good than anything I ever tried.” And then she raises up her head and lays it back on my arm again, and says: “Put some in the other eye, Sandy dear.”
And so if you was to stop off at Rosa to-morrow, or any other day, you’d see a fine new yellow house, with Mrs. Pratt, that was Mrs. Sampson, embellishing and adorning it. And if you was to step inside you’d see on the marble-top centre table in the parlour Herkimer’s Handbook of Indispensable Information, all re-bound in red morocco, and ready to be consulted on any subject pertaining to human happiness and wisdom.