The book of riddles, by the editress of 'The lady's library'. (Pastimes for the parlour) - Tapa blanda
Sinopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1851 edition. Excerpt: ... 117 ACTING PROVERBS. THE VISIT OF MERCY. In Three Acts. Mamma. Henby. DRAMATIS PEBSONiE. Poob Woman. Servant. Charlotte. Act I. Scene.--A Highway, Henby and Charlotte walking; the Poor Woman accosts the latter. Poor Woman. Pray, Miss, av it be plazing to yer, bestow a thrifle to keep the life in me poor babby. See, Miss dear, how it's pining; it's since yesterday it's never tasted the cup of milk that in the ould country every stranger has, and a thousand welcomes. For the 'love of heaven, have pity. Charlotte pityingly). Poor thing! it does seem ill, and you too. Here--(she takes out her purse to give some money; her brother stops her). Henry. Wait, Charlotte, a moment. Have you not heard how much imposition there often is in these beggars?--how they pretend to be in want, only to excite sympathy? It is merely encouraging vice to give to such. Charlotte. There can be no imposition in the hollow cheeks of this poor creature. And then, look at the poor baby! Oh, Henry! were we not all once as helpless as this little creature? How did we deserve to be so much more fortunate? Henry. So, I suppose you will empty your purse on a woman, of whose wants or merits you know nothing? Charlotte. No, I will not empty my purse; but I will give her enough to buy bread when she gets to the village; and perhaps dear mamma may find her some employment. (To the Woman). Here, take this shilling, and get yourself some refreshment when you reach the village. In the evening, if you call at the Halh perhaps I may be able to do something more. You can work, I dare say? Poor Woman. Thank God, Miss, I can. A thousand blessings on you. Charlotte. Remember to call. You cannot miss your way to the village; it is not half a mile. Poor Woman. I'll soon be there, Miss. Hush!...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1851 edition. Excerpt: ... 117 ACTING PROVERBS. THE VISIT OF MERCY. In Three Acts. Mamma. Henby. DRAMATIS PEBSONiE. Poob Woman. Servant. Charlotte. Act I. Scene.--A Highway, Henby and Charlotte walking; the Poor Woman accosts the latter. Poor Woman. Pray, Miss, av it be plazing to yer, bestow a thrifle to keep the life in me poor babby. See, Miss dear, how it's pining; it's since yesterday it's never tasted the cup of milk that in the ould country every stranger has, and a thousand welcomes. For the 'love of heaven, have pity. Charlotte pityingly). Poor thing! it does seem ill, and you too. Here--(she takes out her purse to give some money; her brother stops her). Henry. Wait, Charlotte, a moment. Have you not heard how much imposition there often is in these beggars?--how they pretend to be in want, only to excite sympathy? It is merely encouraging vice to give to such. Charlotte. There can be no imposition in the hollow cheeks of this poor creature. And then, look at the poor baby! Oh, Henry! were we not all once as helpless as this little creature? How did we deserve to be so much more fortunate? Henry. So, I suppose you will empty your purse on a woman, of whose wants or merits you know nothing? Charlotte. No, I will not empty my purse; but I will give her enough to buy bread when she gets to the village; and perhaps dear mamma may find her some employment. (To the Woman). Here, take this shilling, and get yourself some refreshment when you reach the village. In the evening, if you call at the Halh perhaps I may be able to do something more. You can work, I dare say? Poor Woman. Thank God, Miss, I can. A thousand blessings on you. Charlotte. Remember to call. You cannot miss your way to the village; it is not half a mile. Poor Woman. I'll soon be there, Miss. Hush!...
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