"That blessed gyirl"-- the old lady called her a girl by a sort of figure of speech perhaps--"that blessed gyirl's the kindest creetur you ever saw--comes here every day, most, to cheer a body up with somethin' or nuther." Miss Martha blushed, and said "she came because Rocky Hollow looked so much like a place she used to know at the East.

Mr.and Mrs.Pearson were the kindest people.

They reminded her of people she knew at the East.

When she was to Bosting--" Here the old basket-maker lifted his head from his work, and said: "Pshaw! that talk about kyindness" (he was a Kentuckian and said _kyindness_) "is all humbug.

I wonder so smart a woman as you don't know better.