She looks like this cloth, and since yesterday has refused to take the milk we daily procure for her at a heavy cost.

Heaven knows what the end will be.

Look at that cabbage-stalk.

Half a stiver! and that miserable piece of bone! Once I should have thought it too poor for the dogs--and now! The whole household must be satisfied with it.

For supper I shall boil ham-rind with wine and add a little porridge to it.