She was then taken from school, and I never saw her afterward until she came to my house in the capacity of a washerwoman, hundreds of miles away from the scenes of our early years.
"But can't you find easier work than washing ?" I asked.

"Are you not handy with your needle ?" "The only work I have been able to get has been from the clothing men, and they pay so little that I can't live on it." "Can you do fine sewing ?" I asked.
"Yes, I call myself handy with my needle." "Can you make children's clothes ?" "Boy's clothes ?" "No.

Girl's clothing." "Oh, yes." "I'm very much in want of some one.

My children are all in"-- rags and tatters I was going to say, but I checked myself--"are all in need of clothes, and so far I have not been able to get anybody to sew for me.
If you like, I will give you three or four weeks' sewing at least." "I shall be very glad to have it, and very thankful for your kindness in offering it to me," returned Mrs.Partridge, rising from her chair, and adding as she did so-- "But I must be getting home.

It is nearly dark, and Jane will be anxious to see me back again." I handed her the seventy-five cents she had earned for washing for me during a whole day.