You have no idea of my hardships.

It was delve and dig from sunrise to sunset." "Why, what a naughty mother to make you dig! Did you have a ladies' hoe ?" "My mother died, Dotty, when I was a creeping baby.

The woman who took me to bring up was a hard-faced woman.

She made me work like a slave." "Did she?
But by and by you grew up, Miss Polly, and, when you had a husband, he didn't make you a dog--did he ?" "I never had a husband or anybody else to take care of me," said Polly.
"Come, children, we must go into the house." They all three entered the parlor, and Miss Whiting fastened the window tightly to exclude the air, for it was one of her afflictions that she was "easy to take cold." "I don't see," queried Dotty, "why your husband didn't marry you.

I should have thought he would." "He didn't want to, I suppose," said Polly, grimly.
Dotty fell into a brown study.