I forgot to say that we were in the seeknd class, having with us James Hangelo, and 23 other light harticles.
"Fust inconveniance: and almost as bad as break of gage.

I cast my hi upon the gal in cottn velvet, and wanted some soop, of coarse; but seasing up James Hangelo (who was layin his dear little pors on an Am Sangwidg) and seeing my igspresshn of hi--'James,' says Mary Hann, 'instead of looking at that young lady--and not so VERY young neither--be pleased to look to our packidges, & place them in the other carridge.' I did so with an evy Art.

I eranged them 23 articles in the opsit carridg, only missing my umberella & baby's rattle; and jest as I came back for my baysn of soop, the beast of a bell rings, the whizzling injians proclayms the time of our departure,--& farewell soop and cottn velvet.

Mary Hann was sulky.

She said it was my losing the umberella.
If it had been a COTTON VELVET UMBERELLA I could have understood.