of, and she took a smell of it, and I thought she'd have
fainted right away.--Oh, says she, when she come to, I've breathed
that smell for a whole year and more, and it kills me to breathe it
again!

The fust thing that ever I see pass between the gentleman inquiries
is made about, and her, was on occasion of his makin' some very
searchin' remarks about griefs, sech as loss of friends and so on. I
see her fix her eye steady on him, and then she kind of trembled and
turned white, and the next thing I knew was she was all of a heap on
the floor. I remember he looked into her face then and seemed to be
seized as if it was with a start or spasm-like,--but I thought nothin'
more of it, supposin' it was because he felt so bad at makin' her
faint away.

Some has asked me what kind of a young woman she was to look at. Well,
folks differ as to what is likely and what is homely. I've seen them
that was as pretty as picters in my eyes: cheeks jest as rosy as
they could be, and hair all shiny and curly, and little mouths with
lips as red as sealin'-wax, and yet one of my boarders that had a
great name for makin' marble figgers would say such kind of good
looks warn't of no account. I knowed a young lady once that a man
drownded himself because she wouldn't marry him, and she might have
had her pick of a dozen, but I didn't call her anything great in the
way of looks.

All I can say is, that, whether she was pretty or not, she looked
like a young woman that knowed what was true and that loved what was
good, and she had about as clear an eye and about as pleasant a
smile as any man ought to want for every-day company. I've seen a
good many young ladies that could talk faster than she could; but if
you'd seen her or heerd her when our boardin'-house caught afire, or
when there was anything to be done besides speech-makin', I guess
you'd like to have stood still and looked on, jest to see that young
woman's way of goin' to work.--Dark, rather than light; and slim,
but strong in the arms,--perhaps from liftin' that old mother about;
for I've seen her heavin' one end of a big heavy chest round that I
shouldn't have thought of touchin',--and yet her hands was little
and white.--Dressed very plain, but neat, and wore her hair smooth. I
used to wonder sometimes she didn't wear some kind of ornaments,
bein' a likely young woman, and havin' her way to make in the world,
and seein' my daughter wearin' jewelry, which sets her off so much,