Jest like creeks.
He worshipped her.
And he himself told me so many stories about her bein' so good to the poor, and sacrificin' her little comforts for 'em--at her age, too--that I thought to myself, I wonder why you don't take some of them object lessons to heart--why you don't set down at her feet, and learn of her--and I wonder too where she took her sweet charity from, but spoze it wuz from her mother.

Her mother had been a beautiful woman, so I had been told.

She wuz a Devereaux--nobody that I ever knew, or Josiah.
Celeste Devereaux.
The little girl wuz named for her mother.

But they always called her The Little Maid.
Wall, to resoom, and to hitch my horse in front of the wagon agin.
(Allegory.) Elnathan had left The Little Maid and her nurse in that Eastern city where he owned so much property, and had come on to pay a flyin' visit to Jonesville, not forgittin' Loontown, you may be sure, where a deceased Aunt had jest died and left her property to him.
He wuz close.
He had left The Little Maid in the finest hotel in the city, so he said.
He had looked over more'n a dozen, so I hearn, before he could git one he thought wuz healthy enough and splendid enough for her.

At last he selected one, standin' on a considerable rise of ground, with big, high, gorgeous rooms, and prices higher than the very topmost cupalo, and loftiest chimbly pot.
Here he got two big rooms for The Little Maid, and one for the nurse.