I was the youngest, an' I knew things was wrong.

I fought to go to school, an' pap let me enough that I saw how other people lived.

Come night I'd go to the garret, an' bar the trapdoor; but there would be times when I couldn't help seein' what was goin' on.
How'd you like chances such as that for a girl of yourn ?" "Dreadful!" said mother.

"Mrs.Freshett, please do be careful!" "Sure!" laughed Mrs.Freshett.

"I was jest goin' to tell you about me an' Josiah.