wooden leg for
any money it would fetch as matches in the rough, and bring it home
in liquor; which was truly done beyond his years, for ev'ry individgle
penny that child lost at toss or buy for kidney ones; and come home
arterwards quite bold, to break the news, and offering to drown himself
if sech would be a satisfaction to his parents.--Oh yes, you do know,
sir,' said Mrs Gamp, wiping her eye with her shawl, and resuming the
thread of her discourse. 'There's something besides births and berryins
in the newspapers, an't there, Mr Mould?'

Mr Mould winked at Mrs Mould, whom he had by this time taken on his
knee, and said: 'No doubt. A good deal more, Mrs Gamp. Upon my life, Mrs
Gamp is very far from bad, my dear!'

'There's marryings, an't there, sir?' said Mrs Gamp, while both the
daughters blushed and tittered. 'Bless their precious hearts, and well
they knows it! Well you know'd it too, and well did Mrs Mould, when you
was at their time of life! But my opinion is, you're all of one age now.
For as to you and Mrs Mould, sir, ever having grandchildren--'

'Oh! Fie, fie! Nonsense, Mrs Gamp,' replied the undertaker. 'Devilish
smart, though. Ca-pi-tal!'--this was in a whisper. 'My dear'--aloud
again--'Mrs Gamp can drink a glass of rum, I dare say. Sit down, Mrs
Gamp, sit down.'

Mrs Gamp took the chair that was nearest the door, and casting up her
eyes towards the ceiling, feigned to be wholly insensible to the fact of
a glass of rum being in preparation, until it was placed in her hand by
one of the young ladies, when she exhibited the greatest surprise.

'A thing,' she said, 'as hardly ever, Mrs Mould, occurs with me unless
it is when I am indispoged, and find my half a pint of porter settling
heavy on the chest. Mrs Harris often and often says to me, "Sairey
Gamp," she says, "you raly do amaze me!" "Mrs Harris," I says to her,
"why so? Give it a name, I beg." "Telling the truth then, ma'am," says
Mrs Harris, "and shaming him as shall be nameless betwixt you and me,
never did I think till I know'd you, as any woman could sick-nurse and
monthly likeways, on the little that you takes to drink." "Mrs Harris,"
I says to her, "none on us knows what we can do till we tries; and
wunst, when me and Gamp kept 'ouse, I thought so too. But now," I says,
"my half a pint of porter fully satisfies; perwisin', Mrs Harris, that
it is brought reg'lar, and draw'd mild. Whether I sicks or monthlies,
ma'am, I hope I does my duty, bu