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 when she wore that, the ground wasn't good enough for her to walk on,
so some folks used to say; but I never thought Sally was a bit proud or
lifted up; and if any body was sick there was no better-hearted creature
than she; and then, she was always good-natured as the day was long, and
would sing all the time at her work. I remember, along before she was
married, she used to sing one song a great deal, beginning 'I've got a
sweetheart with bright black eyes;' and they said she meant William
McMicken by that, and that she might not get him after all--for a good
many thought they would never make a match, their dispositions were so
contrary. William was of a dreadful quiet turn, and a great home body;
and as for being rich, he had nothing to brag of, though he was high
larnt and followed the river as dark sometimes." Mrs. Hill had by this
time prepared her currants, and Mrs. Troost paused from her story while
she filled the kettle and attached the towel to the end of the
well-sweep, where it waved as a signal for Peter to come to supper.
"Now, just move your chair a leetle nearer the kitchen door, if you
please," said Mrs. Hill, "and I can make up my biscuit and hear you,
too." Meantime, coming to the door with some bread-crumbs in her hands,
she began scattering them on the ground and calling, "Biddy, biddy,
biddy--chicky, chicky, chicky"--hearing which, a whole flock of poultry
was around her in a minute; and, stooping down, she secured one of the
fattest, which, an hour afterward, was broiled for supper. "Dear me, how
easily you get along!" said Mrs. Troost. And it was some time