Once I got some mucilage and glued the lid down myself, but she didn't like it when she woke in the morning.

Had to soak her eye in warm water, you know, to get it open.
"Now, I reckon you could run in some language about her eccentricities of vision, couldn't you?
Don't care what it is, so that I have the main facts." "Was she peculiar in other respects ?" "Well, yes.

One leg was gone--run over by a wagon when she was little.
But she wore a patent leg that did her pretty well.

Bothered her sometimes, but most generally gave her a good deal of comfort.

She was fond of machinery.