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Samantha at the World’s Fair

CHAPTER XII
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How to heat and ventilate housen, how to keep the sewers and drains all right, and how neccessary that is! Some folkses back doors are a abomination when their front doors are full of ornament.
All kinds of instruction in infant schools, kindergartens; domestic and industrial trainin' for girls, models for teachin' and cookery, housework, dressmakin', etc.; how neccessary this is to turn out girls for real life, so much better than to have 'em know Greek, but not know a potatoe from a turnip; to understand geology, but not recognize a shirt gusset from a baby's bib! Books, literature, examples of printin' paper, bindin', religion, natural sciences, fine arts, school-books, newspapers, library apparatus, publications by Goverment, etc.
And wuzn't it a queer coincidence?
that right where books wuz all round me, right while my eyes wuz sot on 'em-- I hearn a voice I recognized.

It wuz a-givin' utterance to the words I had heard so often-- "Two dollars and a half for cloth--three for sheep, and four for morocco." I turned, and there she wuz; there stood Arvilly Lanfear.

She wuz in front of a good, meek-lookin' freckled woman, a-canvassin' her.
Or, that is, she wuzn't exactly applyin' the canvas to her, but she wuz a-preparin' her for it.
It seemed that she had been introduced to her, and wuz a-goin' to call on her the next day with the book.
Sez I, advancin' onto her, "Arvilly Lanfear, did you really git here alive and well ?" "Wall," sez she, "I shouldn't have got here, most likely, if I wuzn't alive, and I never wuz so well in my life, in body and in sperits.
Hain't it glorious here ?" sez she.
"Yes," sez I; and, sez I, "Arvilly, did you walk afoot all the way here ?" And then she went on and related her experience.
She said that she wuz five weeks on her way, and made money all the way over and above her expenses.

She walked the most of the way.
She wuz now a-boardin' with a old acquaintance at five dollars a week, and she canvassed three days in the week, and come three days to the Fair, and more'n paid her way now.
Sez I, "Arvilly, you look better than I ever knew you to look; you look ten years younger, and I don't know but 'leven." Sez I, "Your face has got a good color, and your eyes are bright." Sez I, "You hain't enjoyin' sech poor health as you did sometimes in Jonesville, be you ?" Sez she, "I never wuz so well before in my life!" Sez I, "You've somehow got a different look onto you, Arvilly." Sez I, "Somehow, you look more meller and happy." "I be happy!" sez she.
Sez I, "I spoze you are still a-sellin' the same old book, the 'Wild, Wicked, and Warlike Deeds of Man' ?" She kinder blushed, and, sez she, "No; I have took up a new work." "What is it ?" sez I, for she seemed to kinder hang back from tellin', but finally she sez, "It is the 'Peaceful, Prosperous, and Precious Performances of Man.'" "Wall," sez I, "I'm glad on't.

Men should be walked round and painted on all sides to do justice to 'em.
"'Im real glad that you're a-goin' to canvas on his better side, Arvilly." "Yes," sez she, "men are amiable and noble creeters when you git to understand 'em." The change in her mean and her sentiments almost made my brain reel under my slate-colored straw bunnet, and my knees fairly trembled under my frame.
And, sez I, "Arvilly, explain to a old and true friend the change that has come onto you." So we withdrew our two selves to a sheltered nook, and there the story wuz onfolded to me in perfect confidence, and it _must_ be _kep._ I will tell it in my own words, for she rambles a good deal in her talk, and that is, indeed, a fault in female wimmen.
Thank Heaven! I hain't got it.
It seems that when she sot out for the World's Fair with the "Wild, Wicked, and Warlike Deeds of Man," she had only a dollar in her pocket, but hoards and hoards of pluck and patience.
She canvassed along, a-walkin' afoot--some days a-makin' nothin' and bein' clear discouraged, and anon makin' a little sunthin', and then agin makin' first rate for a day or two, as the way of agents is.
Till one day about sundown--she hadn't seen a house for milds back--she come to a little house a-standin' back on the edge of a pleasant strip of woods.


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