folded over his empty stomach with a expression of agony on him, and he answered my sithe with a deep groan, and knowin' that I had better remove him to once, I proposed that we should retire. But Evangeline wuz describing a most magnificent sunset which she proposed to immortalize in a poem, and in spite of the gripin' in my stomach, which had begun fearful, I couldn't help bein' carried away some distance by her eloquent language.
Well, at my second or third request we retired and went to bed. Our room wuz a big empty lookin' one, the girl havin' lately started to clean it, but prevented by nooraligy, the carpet nails hadn't been took out only on two sides, and the children had been playin' under it, I judged by the humps and hummocks under it. Josiah drawed out from under it a sled, an old boot-jack, and a Noah's Ark that he had stubbed his foot aginst, and I tripped and most fell over a basket-ball and a crokay mallet. The wash-stand had been used by them, I thought, for headquarters for the enemy, for some stuns wuz piled up on it, a broken old hammer, a leather covered ball, and some marbles.
The lamp hadn't been washed for weeks, I judged, by the mournin' chimbly and gummed-up wick, and there wuz mebby a spunful of kerseen in the dirty bottom of the lamp. The bed wuz awful; the children had used it also as a receptacle for different things. We drawed out of it a old sponge, a dead rat, crumbs of bread and butter, and a pair of old shoes.
The girl who showed us up said the children had played there all the day before, it bein' rainy, but she guessed we would find everything all right. Not a mite of water in the broken nosed pitcher, not a particle of
